Nothing screams sporty car like doors that go up instead of sideways.
[He just smiles a little as they make their way to their destination. When they do, he pulls up to the curb, parking along the street with some of the other vehicles that have done similarly. It's a quaint little malt shop; it looks busy inside, but not overcrowded, and Marty's really hoping for a burger and fries.
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[He just smiles a little as they make their way to their destination. When they do, he pulls up to the curb, parking along the street with some of the other vehicles that have done similarly. It's a quaint little malt shop; it looks busy inside, but not overcrowded, and Marty's really hoping for a burger and fries.
Up go those doors again.]
Hope this place is good. I'm starving.