[It is only due to Rue's great height that they are able to stretch so easily from the backseat of the van all the way to the front where Caitlyn is stationed, so that they can peer at all of the buttons displayed before them, all labeled in strange abbreviations they can't decipher.

By this point, the poor stranger they've pulled up beside is quickly power walking away with a startled look on their face.]

I can not believe they did not give us a manual! What terrible foresight on their part.

[as if they did not practically steal this van anyway]

What about these - [Rue taps a button portraying a car seat with heat waves coming up out of it - a surprise for later, no doubt - before twisting a knob that shoots a blast of icy air at the pair of the.]

Ah! Not that one!