(Loki & Mobius walk up to a newly purchased car parked by the sidewalk. Loki proudly wields its keys from his pocket.)
Loki: Okay, Mobius, hop on in.
Mobius (still walking without so much as a sideways glance at the car) Nope.
Loki (overlapping with Mobius’ “uh-uh, uh-uh”): Hey hey hey hey hey, where you going?!? What are you doing?!?
Mobius: Loki, there’s a time shortage. We’re walking.
Loki: No! (recoils and latches himself onto the car, trying to pull the door open as Mobius tries to pull him off): Hey, no-(Mobius pulls harder, obviously winning, saying “Loki, come on”)-but-no no! Look at my baby! She needs to be driven! (With one final grunt and yank, Mobius pulls Loki free of the car, dragging him down the street by his wrist as Loki keeps desperately yelling at his car) Baby! I’ll call you!!