[There's a terrified and disheavled Carly Spencer pulling herself quickly to her feet. Her blond hair is toussled, and her party dress a wrinkled mess. She fiddles with her device, looking both confused and somewhat hysterical.]
No, no, no! [ Her voice trembles and cracks.] H-how is this even possible? [She swallows hard.] I was- I mean... my car
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You actually went there, Nexus.
... Not cool.]
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[Shoot maybe. But not bite.]
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[What? That's not fear in her voice!]
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Oh, you must be Carly. Good - I'm glad you're here. He can go mooch off you now.
Try not to piss off the Decepticons while you're here. Enjoy your stay.
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... You're Mikaela, aren't you?
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Banes, yes.
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[And she's gonna stick on her own smile.]
Pleasure.
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[But that doesn't tell him who this girl is.]
Should I know you?
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... Ironhide, right?
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... So I should know you. Who are you?
[While he's heard about the whole... death... thing, he hasn't heard much else about the 'future'.]
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My name's Carly. I'm Sam's girlfriend.
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[And that lock pings his interest.]
[He'll just be here. Watching, studying. Your car may look a little more... satellite-y, Carly. Good luck with that.]
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[She knows him.]
[He'll hold off on tracing her location for now, and let her close the connection. If only to listen in via Sam's watch.]
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