Malcolm was slightly relieved that Fanny finally decided to use the brakes. She had to, since they appear to have arrived at their destination, but he was relieved nonetheless. How she got her driver's license was a mystery to him- [i]if[/i] she had one.

The building they soon entered was what appears to be a gigantic garage. There was room for the most exotic and and supersized vehicles, machines that Malcolm could not even imagine back on Earth. The bays were specified for various different vehicles.

He was looking at the bay that said 'Quantum Modifications and Repairs' on it, confused as to how that would work, before Fanny interrupted his thoughts.

"Oh! Well, Miss Fanny, I do not need anything special. Merely some basic maintenance is fine", he said. It was as if invisible hands rotated the steering wheel when he turned towards the 'Terrestrial Modifications and Repairs' bay, assuming that that is the one a car would need.

"I do have an important question, though. Are they able to do maintenance without... machines? You see, Miss Fanny, prolonged contact with Carthropods is... not exactly something I can recommend to a machine not from my world".

"And 'machines' unfortunately enough includes 'car lifts'".