Yesterday on the car I give back to park, unexpectedly behind the car is moving sharply forward. I thought what a fool. Going to the left of my door, I say, “Accurately, do you do it?” The driver is a 25-28 year old girl. Light retreat (outdoors are dark, it is raining, everything is blurred). The further dialogue:

Sorry, I didn’t notice you were giving up.

You need to be more careful.

Can you tell me where is the nearest store?

(Explain) Next a series of questions about nothing (this is the weather, this is the rain, oh, what car do you have). All this time on the passenger car, my wife sits and starts to painfully compress my right leg. Following is a question from Madame:

Do you have a charger for Android?

Here because of me, the wife jumps out and says, "I will have a girl, should?"

Mademoiselle apologized and said she didn’t have to leave.

P. S. As long as they communicated, no one was disturbed.