Fast but not Furious

Whatever was happening to D-23, it sounded serious. Was there even a need for further consideration? Josh headed instantly toward the suburbs.

Well, he did send a quick guild message just in case: 

-Josh MF Malum: There may be some shit going down at D-23 soon. No details yet, but feel free to head there if you're bored. 

Just as he was looking for a transportation method, he noticed something bright yellow out of the corner of his eye. It was a taxi. Yes, a yellow one! Not orange! He hollered at it while waving. 

Wait, did this mean that a fellow earthling was driving a taxi? What about the curse of the Fallen?! Oh well, he'd be able to ask once inside. The driver aligned next to him, and he climbed aboard. 

"Welcome. Where are we heading today?" A smiling Armin welcomed him. 

"It's you. Metropolis-D! I need to meet someone at the MTA there." Armin nodded and stepped on the gas (or whatever powered these things?).