Kaeda read the text, and decided to call Coda. She's spent the past 3 hours installing the NOS on her bike, and --truth be told-- could use a break. Laying out a thick line, she snorted it up and wiped at her eyes, which teared up at the invasion of her nasal cavities.
"Codaaaaaaaaaaa? Fashion show daddy's girl from the other night wants us to valet some new cars or some shit. What are you doing?" she asked when he answered.