A day in Night City always begins with the radio.
"Hello, Night City—! It's your boy Stanley, and our City of Dreams is starting another long day. I love this city just like you love your mama, who dumped you at the orphanage doorsteps back in the day and now asks you for a smoke when she runs into you on the street—!"
"It's too early for this; let's listen to some music instead."
D immediately changed the station then looked out the window again.
"So, you want me to make a move?"
"Yes, D."
"Hmm..."
