Redmond

On the way to a dinner party in Redmond, I looked over at the car next to me at a stop light. The woman in the passenger seat was crammed up against the window due to a large package that was slide between her and the driver. She managed to look over at me right before I snapped the picture and was able to cover her face, although I don’t know why:

The driver, who I presume is the husband, then glanced over at us and gave us bit of an evil stare.