[Not for the first time, Bart had been about to respond before figuring that, by the time he actually typed out the text at a speed the keys would still register, hit send, and waiting for the signal to actually get to Jaime, he could definitely be dressed and out the door and running to the park.

So, that's exactly what he does.

The Impulse costume is easy enough to get in and out of - and he definitely takes advantage of his vibrating technique to save exactly half a second of trying to get the speedster one piece on - so he grins to himself as he snaps his goggles down and tears through his house and out the door, hitting the street with a little crack that rocks the cars he passes and kicks up a gust of wind. Totally faster.

Even if Jaime's still there first if just because while Bart has and address, that doesn't mean he even remotely knows where he's going the first two dozen tries.]

Okay wait, wait, wait- [He's coming to a sudden stop at Jaime's side, leaning in and squinting at the map even if he's not actually reading it] -this world doesn't have Chicken Whizees? Or your world doesn't have Chicken Whizees because if that's true, amigo, you are missing out on the single most crashin' deep fried chicken experience.