Looking under the hood

Spent the day car shopping; discovered that the people who sell automobiles are a sub-culture all of their own but hard to photograph. Finally at the end of the day, I borrowed a faux blonde with high heels to stand in front of a red Mustang (which I was not in the market for). I think the chap looking under the hood was more interested in who/what I was photographing but he pretended to be interested in the engine.

Probably worth going LARGE.

At the end of the day we went for Indian food which we have a weakness for (since we did once live in India).