[ The reporter is unhappy with her escape, leaning close and trying unsuccessfully to see through the black tint of the windows, before tapping the glass. There are red lights inset in the dash and the steering wheel that pulse when Knock Out addresses him with a saccharine geniality. ]

I feel it's only fair to warn you that if you do that again, you may find eighty thousand volts passing through you. A purely involuntary reaction, you must understand, to being pawed at without permission. Tell me, how is your palliative medical coverage?

[ The reporter wisely decides to back off. ]