It was Starscream's turn to roll his eyes in exasperation. “Oh please, like you have no idea what I'm referring to. Let me ask you Knockout, how do you think I located you in the first place?” He pressed down with his heel a bit more. “Some of the more unsavory parts of the humans worldwide networking system are rife with photos and stories of a mysterious sports car that drives itself... many of them dated back several years.”

He twisted his heel, grinding it into Knockout's hood ever so slightly. “Naturally, it was obvious that the mystery car was Cybertronian, but I assumed it was an Autobot... I had honestly expected a Decepticon to have a better appreciation for stealth and secrecy.”