"Henry! Could you hurry up? The movie's about to start, and at this pace, will we even manage to get seats?" In a suburban house in Sydney, a young boy anxiously yelled towards the room.
"I got it, Keely!" A response came from inside, and not long after, another youth rushed out.
"Gogogo!"
The two exchanged glances without any hesitation and hurried towards the place with the most taxis nearby.
As the capital of Australasia, Sydney's taxi industry had developed rapidly.
Among the more than 2 million people in Sydney, there were at least a thousand taxis and more than 5,000 private vehicles.
The boys were lucky; it didn't take long for an empty taxi to arrive. They quickly waved it down and hopped in.
"Is it the Royal Square you're headed to?" Before the boys could even speak, the taxi driver asked with a face that seemed to have anticipated it.
"Yes, please hurry, sir. We'd like to grab a good seat." Henry nodded and requested.