Tag: I used to get my hair cut around here someplace. [Mike sighs] Snippers. Ah, there it is over there. I... Oh, sorry. I didn't see you.
Mike: What do you mean, you didn't see me? [leans forward] Can you see me now?
Tag: Nope.
Mike: [leans forward] Now can you see me?
Tag: Negative. [Mike waves his hand] There ya are!
Mike: Tag, you have no peripheral vision.
Tag: No, I don't see out of the sides too good anymore. [Mike sighs] But I got a system for that, too. Here, watch me take a left. [honks horn] [tires screech, horns blare]
Mike: All right, that's it! Pull over.