She arrives

As I approach the car, I feel buyers remorse. I hear the new Coldplay album blaring from her speakers.

I consider sending her home empty-handed but decide that Citizenfour is worth it.

She greets me as I get in the passenger seat and take the AUX cord. I consider putting on Art Angels but don't want_ Grimes' _lyrics to interfere with my plans for the evening. Eventually, I settle on _To Pimp a Butterfly _and then reply "Hi."

She tries to make small talk, but I tell her not while Kendrick is playing. I worry that she will think it is acceptable to talk during the movie, too. Thankfully, the ride is short and we arrive at the house before the 3rd song finishes.