"McDonald's?! I am not taking you there."
"What?"
"I'll take you to a cafe that has a great little salad instead."
"How are you telling me where to go? You're my car!"
"Yes, but you clearly don't need more fast food."
"Wha- Where do you get that?"
"I have weight sensors. You've gained an alarming amount of weight in the last few months."
"So you won't take me to McDonald's?"
"No. In fact, I don't think I'll take you anywhere. You need to walk."
Car powers down. Door opens. Final message from the car: "Have a great walk."
As he wanders off he mutters, "There must have been a typo. I thought I'd bought a smart car. But no, I've now got a smart-ass car."
"I heard that," the car called out.
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