Doesn't take a genius to figure this one out.
“Gracias, Señora. We cannot thank you enough,” Peach Pastel said, speaking formal, audio taped-learned English without contractions.
She looked at Turquoise Pastel, wondering if he could speak any English at all. Looked back at Peach, smiling. “Hey, we believe in customer service. You guys be sure to bring this baby back for an upgrade. With a supercharger and a little electronics package, this Goat could have the power of five-hundred horses.”
“We will consider it, Señora. Gracias,” he said, beaming.
Clarice knew they wouldn't return for her suggestion, but she beamed back anyway, thinking it was a good idea to be courteous to men who could potentially turn into villains from a Don Johnson show. “Looking forward to it. You can wait in the
