Jolt's head whipped around, and he shot the Decepticon a glare that would have sent him to join Breakneck in the afterlife in an instant, had Jolt that kind of ability. Electricity crackled threateningly in his free hand, and Zippy seemed to get the idea enough to tone it down.

"Friends? With a 'Con?" He chuckled. "Only you Naomi, only you."

Not much longer, because the figure of the mech and the girl were suddenly illuminated by a pair of headlights, and a black GMC Topkick with a bed full of soldiers came rolling down the street.