"He is." She's having some great memories of the destruction of a few choice places in the name of checking security. Parker figures the he in this conversation is obvious, but what she finds obvious, other people...

"Only when the competition's good, or if it's a good way to piss off the computer but it didn't even notice." Everything else about that game was worthwhile, so Parker doesn't regret it.

"Pffffffft," it's half raspberry, half dismissal. "I'm a great driver and I have plenty of licenses. Been driving since I was 9." Hardison would make them for her, because official, legal paperwork is hardly Parker's thing.