The balloon floated high above the city, and she had to ask, "Are we going to float all over New York?"
He chuckled. "Don't you like it?"
"Are you scared, baby Frida?" he said mockingly, and she pouted.
"No! I'm just wondering how a balloon is flying all over the city...with no driver. But we keep arriving at places," she laughed. "I think any sane person would ask questions."
He smirked. "Yeah, alright, this isn't your typical air balloon. It's like a huge drone I'm driving around with my Apple Watch. I programmed it to work and float to my destination. Its shortcoming is it can't float far distances," he explained, and she stared at him.
"Laz, that's...that's fucking amazing! You're like Jeff Bezos or something," she said in awe, and he chuckled.
"Well, I do invent and program stuff, but yeah," he said.
She paused, looking at him. "Why do you like me? I mean, there's nothing special about me," she said, turning her back on him and facing the city.
