When my wife and I first met her first playmate, he was from Chicago in town on business. We picked him up from his hotel and we all went to dinner at local bar/ restaurant. After dinner we were going to head back to his hotel He got in the backseat and I opened the front door for her to get in and she looked at me and she said, "I think I am going to get in the back". So I opened the back door and she slid in next to him. I got in the car, started it up and the hotel was right across the street from the restaurant. My wife suggested I take the "scenic" route. So I did. I got to watch the whole thing from start to finish through the rear view mirror for the next 30 to 40 minutes before we finally got back to his hotel for the rest of the evening.