Anger flipped the reverse switch, and the memory spheres shot out of the vacuum, propelling the Emotions to the tops of the stacks, where they landed with a thunk.
Maybe you know this, when you open and close a car door, you know that thunk and you go BAM and you go that feels solid, that feels real, and then you get this tinny car that's like DING!
Mr. Gopnik's car was sleek and black and the size of a bus, and the doors closed with that emphatic, discreet thunk that signaled a six-figure price tag.