There's the tell-tale sound of hands clapping and money passing through those hands behind Lapine (although the money is all digital and probably also corp scrip). That there was a betting pool was probably no surprise. To anyone. What it was about might be a surprise, but at least for now nobody's telling so it's more a secret.<br/><br/>Officer Anderson flips a few switches, waits a moment, and then gestures for Lapine to get into a seat. Given that Andy's not touching the wheel (at least not in any way that could involve good steering of the vehicle) and there's no swaying, it seems like the malicious decker didn't disable GridGuide. So at least on the way back, Lapine's going to get that chub relaxed.<br/><br/>Sadly, there's also not too much room up front, at least not for Andy's first two offerings. "If you don't mind a short course, I have two holes you can play with to relieve that pressure, hon. Just gimme a moment to turn the wheel off completely if you want to get a little more adventurous." Although considering that the officer doesn't seem to be stopping with just pulling down her pants, Lapine might have a new partner in at least one full-frontal activity from here on out.