The scene: My car.
The soundtrack: Some ubercatchy top-40 song on Mix 108; Not Dave Matthews but it might as well be.

Her: (Sings along without knowing the words)
Me: (Sings the rhythm guitar part)

(This goes on for about one full minute.)

Her: I think we have it down!
Me: Dude I have learn to play this. I could be neck deep in collegiate tail. I'll just learn this riff and get me one of those shell necklaces and I'll be set.
Her: Oh, yeah. Right here's where you nod to your bandmates and smile...
Me: Maybe give them a wink...
Her: Because you have an inside joke...
Me: But you don't smile for long, because you've got to get moody...
Her: When you think about that special girl...
Me: You could have gone the distance, but you were so young...
Her: You made so many mistakes...
Me: But you've learned from them now!
Her: Never again!
Me: Not with you, girl!
Her: And that's when you make eye contact.
Me: My god. That would totally work.
Her: Totally.
Her: (Sings along without knowing the words)
Me: (Sings the rhythm guitar part)