After my audacious escape from the ghost containment grid in which I was wrongly imprisoned, I have resumed my duties at the university. Unfortunately, my office was heavily damaged when the Ghostbusters crossed the streams, so I have moved into temporary quarters in the Department of Automotive Studies. Here they are working on a project to create a car with an artificial intelligence, one that can, they say, almost drive itself. It sounds like the stuff of science fiction to me, but I will do what I can to help them; I love riding in the car, and one that drives itself would never get tired of ferrying me around town or to the dog park. They even have a prototype, and the prototype has a name: Herbie.