"Here it is!" Charlie proclaimed.
"Is this supposed to impress me?" Sibby asked.
"What do you mean?"
"You have an expensive car. You made a point of telling me how expensive it is, and now you've dragged me out here to look at it."
"Sorry, were you making up all that stuff you said about liking cars?"
"No, but am I supposed to be impressed or not?"
"Well, are you?"
"I'm impressed that you haven't just left already to find someone who's more fun."
"You want me to go?"
"Not really." She took a breath. "So, this is your car?"