'Who's car is that? They yellow and black one? It's really cute!' she says, pointing to my car.
'Oh that's mine! Yeah, that's bumblebee' I replied.
'It's yours? That's so cool! Bumblebee... yeah I love what you've done with it' - she's all smiles, and twirling her hair through her fingers. (Does that mean something or am I reading too far into it? I barely even know her)
Damn, I'm feeling good. Got those car compliment vibes running through me.
You can't help but love that cheeky grin.