Easing off the throttle as they approached a junction, he pulled in along a series of offshoots and seemed to select one from memory, likely taking them somewhere specific. "Not just envy. They think everyone else is the reason they have no freedom anymore. That, and there's the fact they get paid nothing for their service, and everyone else on the outside benefits from how hard they're forced to work. That's the nature of the system so many people absent mindedly defend." Traffic seemed to be lighter by the time his insight had been provided, this district seeming more commercial in nature, covered in a variety of bright lights and clear signs to attract potential customers and patrons. One that stood out was a ubiquitous fast food franchise that could be reliably found all across Liberty, for the most part at least.
Slowing down more, he pulled in to what seemed like a driveway embellished with holographic representations of the visually pleasing food sold here. It seemed to appear to a more casual crowd and was by no means glamorous. Eventually, they reached a section that had an open window, with an employee manning it and ready to take their order. "What'll it be?" He asked his companion on the back of the bike, encouraging her to order first.
