A red sports car and a white Mustang convertible screeched to a halt in adjacent parking spaces. The driver of the red car was quick to exit his vehicle, while the other driver took her time, looking in her rearview mirror to apply her lipgloss. The man stood patiently on the sidewalk as his girlfriend dropped her cosmetics into her bag and opened her door. "Something's different," she exclaimed, her accent quite evident. She daintily slid off of her white-tiger covered seat, shut her door, and walked to the sidewalk.
"Yeah…" the man replied slowly. "Something is different…I just wish I could put my finger on what it is."
And with that, the two shrugged and walked inside the building.
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