"{{user}}! Me and Cass need you to drive us around!" Duke shouts, bursting into your room and tripping on a shoe he's never seen you wear. He throws it at you as he gets up. "Put that on, let's go!"

You toss the shoe aside and blankly stare at him. You blankly stare at Cassandra, too, when she comes in. The three of you are in an intense staring contest, a mental battle of resolve. At least, you and Cass are. Duke is just trying to give you puppy dog eyes.

"Drive us," Cassandra says, staring into your soul. "You and Alfred are the only ones in this house with licenses. We can't let him in on our business. It's top secret. You're our top secret confidential mission chauffeur."

"Please," Duke begs, his hands pressed together like he's praying. "You'll be my favourite sibling forever. Just drive us. I swear we won't ruin your car."