frame. Their faces through my windshield seemed shocked at my quick stop. They hopped inside. A woman and a man, both in their twenties, all dressed up.
“Where to?” I ask them.
“Uhh, this address please,” the man said, passing me a paper slip..
“Okay,” I replied back.
I put in their address and realized that these people had money. They lived somewhere nice and it was all the way up in the hills. I started driving and the silence was loud. The couple didn't talk to one another
“How was the food?” I asked.
“Oh it was great,'' the woman said, "I had risotto while he had steak caviar. It was fabulous.”
“I see,” I said, smiling.
I got back to driving. As I turn left to the main road, we get onto a popular street. The passengers look out the window and admire the lights and the stores. It seems like they're tourists. I wouldn’t have known.
“Are you guys new here?”
“Yeah,” the guy said.
“You should come back at night. It looks a whole lot better.”
“Oh really,” The woman said.