Autopilot in the metro.

I’m in the subway car this morning.
I am in a very tight group of people. Closer to the ring the train slowed, so the noise slowed, as from my back a male voice asked loudly:
"Do you want to go next??" and
I slowly turned around, wondering who was asking so loudly to go out. I watched an uncle with bananas in his ears, listening to music loudly.
I answered him, cried and said loudly:
"Abra-Khadabra is the world!and "

He also shrugged and we changed places.
Pepper was having fun.)
K. F