"We're going to crash!" he cried.
"Nah. Autonomous cars get out of the way," she said. "They know we're off-grid."
As they whizzed through traffic, a thought occurred to him.
"Isn't this illegal?"
"These days, what isn't?"
He tipped the busker a dollar as he passed, flicking his eyes to indicate the transaction to his smartglasses. His FinAI found the guitar player's public account page. The credit transferred instantly.
The busker strummed gratefully as he walked away.
On the 11,305,927th trip up the elevator shaft, the chain broke, sending the panicked passengers hurtling earthward. The broken link hadn’t been annealed for as long - the steelworker had sneezed and hit the quench cycle a hair early.
He was allergic to butterflies.
The maw of a black hole has a hunger unparalleled anywhere else in the universe.
A bold marketing executive came up with an outrageous idea.
Scientists were baffled when, after having consumed a Snickers bar, the black hole...vanished.
"Halt, villain!"
"It's too late, X-man. Your can't stop me!"
"We'll see about that!"
The fight was brief, and X-Man soon stood triumphant. "What do you have to say for yourself?"
The villain cackled. "Check your stock portfolio. I've been inflating the housing market for years — and it. just. popped."
X-Man dropped to his knees, defeated.