[Ardyn tries very hard not to roll his eyes, since such an exaggerated display of emotion is uncommon for him. Instead, he sets his coffee down on the table behind him, then leans out the window once more. Since Fynn broke the screen, he can practically stick his head out.]

So you did forget. I did text that I would set something up to get your car photographed, you empty-headed dolt. You owe me a new screen, and a new mug.

[A glance over at poor Prompto.] Mr. Argentum, he didn't manage to hit you with anything, did he? You're awfully quick on your feet.