[dscottj]

Actual conversation on the highway, driving home from work:

Me, driving: "There's a guy on the Alfa BB selling a really nice 164... 1995, low miles."

Wife, in passenger seat, slowly turns head with patented Terminator-like smoothness and looks at me.

Me: "It's even in New York! Probably somewhere near your parents."

Wife: "..."

Me: "And guess what! The guy says he's interested *trading* for a really early series 2! Ours was 12th off the line, don't get earlier than that."

Wife: "..."

Me: "What?"

Wife: "You are NOT going to sell that car."

Me: "Eh?"

Wife: performs patented "lizard blink." I swear if you look closely, you can see the extra set of eyelids behind the first closing vertically. "You will not sell that car, and you will not trade it. Understand?"

Chicks... I tell ya...