"Come on." What the fuck, right? It's a friggin' vacation: taking her hand, he leads her through the tunnel to Speed Square.

This place is always crowded but it's pretty well managed; as they wait in line he points a couple things out: the cars, the track -- at least the pieces of it they can see from here before it disappears into the distance -- and the grins on the faces of people leavin' the ride.

And then it's time to ride it, and they listen to the real rudimentary lesson on the controls for the laser gun, and they strap in.

"You ready, Lara?" Doesn't matter a fuck of a lot if she is or isn't: they're off with a sudden rush of speed.