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[[Ki, Nick, and Fooker are running through Istanbul]]
Fooker: Quick! We have to make a getaway in my spy car!!!
Nick: Is it some really kewl sports car, like a Ferrari or Porsche?

Fooker: Um... not exactly....

Fooker: It's an armor-plated six-year-old Volvo that gets four miles per gallon.
[[Ki peers into car]]
Ki: What? No ejection seat?