[Christ, that's complicated. When he squints he still can't tell if the one on the top is a motorcycle or a tricycle, but it serves to reason that Europe, what with its communism and police state, would require people to need a license for those. You never know with this global politics stuff. Some of it will just gobsmack you.

He wrinkles his nose.]

Don't do that, fish for compliments. She does that, and it's gross. [He gestures with his head towards Dee, who's ignoring them and expressing a cruel little smirk as she hooks some jerk with a story about how she has a side hustle as a lawyer for her many celebrity friends. The way Mac says it implies that Dee's sort of his stand-in for every woman, ever, who isn't a mom and above the age of fifty-five. Women are just the worst.]

So, exorcisms. That's what we talked about, right? Do we have any bogies in the area?