<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=106394.msg4702190#msg4702190">Quote from: DemonWing01 on 27-05-2011, 23:57:53</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Mira shook her head a little when Beth started to talk about the old days of cinema. "No, I've never even heard of any of those movies. But, I did see a couple of decent new releases, though I can't watch anything focused around MWs, as a mechanical geek, I find myself pulling my hair out at some of the stuff they pull in those movies, you know?" She giggles lightly and emulates a frustrated tone. "No! That's not how you wire a drive unit! You can't rig it to work with two straws and a piece of copper!"<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Beth laughed. “You’re so right—I don’t know nearly as much as you do about the technical side of things, but even I pick up on enough of that to drive me crazy. They’re just as bad about battle tactics, rankings, and everything else. Did you see<em>Tensile Strength?</em>There was this one scene where this schlub who can’t hit the broadside of a barn throughout the whole movie decides to ‘believe in himself’ and then manages to hit an enemy mech at over a thousand meters with a projectile weapon, without even checking the wind or even taking any time to aiming properly. I don’t generally walk out of movies, but I made an exception.”<br/><br/>Shortly after this, the hovercar arrived at the beauty salon. After the two women were dropped off in the front of the building, the vehicle departed to find a place to park nearby. Beth and Mira did not have much chance to talk during their appointments, as they were not seated near each other. After they were done with all this, it was a short walk to<em>20th Century.</em>The boutique was decorated in a way reminiscent of a mid-1900’s department store. The staff were all dressed as if they were straight from the 1950’s, right down to the men wearing fedoras. “So, any idea what sort of dress you’d like?” Beth asked Mira. “Price isn’t an object—I generally do stuff like this a few times a year and budget for it.” There was a seemingly endless selection, featuring both modern dresses and timeless styles. All of it was quite expensive—Beth wanted to be sure that none of the wealthy people at the party had any reason to turn down their nose at Mira and ruin the date.