Well, a big part of it was that I'd just inherited the garage from a Cybertronian named Knock-Out. - Cybertronians are non-organic beings; they've got technology far advanced beyond ours. He was taken home, and left me the garage, and I wanted to do something with it but I couldn't bear the thought of becoming some sort of capitalist business owner. So I decided to transform it into a non-profit.

[ The amazing thing about that speech? Is that there is not a hint of irony at any point. The whole thing is delivered completely without a lift of her eyebrows, not the slightest bit of isn't this ridiculous double-voicing. This is just normal for her. Socialism and Decepticons. ]