I am driving in the front road, next to me is a guy sitting, the driver aged 30-35. (A machine with an automatic door opening) They approached the next stop and suddenly the front door opens a 20-year-old girl and says (I am "I", the girl is "d"):

Go to the salon, there is no room.

I looked around and a couple of people stood there. I look at the girl, I find no external reasons to give her a place (pregnant, leg / arm / head broken).

I: What, I forgive you?

D: Well, go out, I want to sit.

I don’t know why, but I instinctively blocked the door, pressed the door lock and said to the driver, “Touch.” The driver immediately closed the automatic door and went, saying a moment later, "Nah*i her, let her walk."

I don't know what it was, I hope the girl is okay.