Had to go to town, and when we pulled into a parking lot, we spied a place near the door, and beside a little convertible, that had the top down. "I wonder if they locked the doors," I said. My wife didn't think that was funny. "It's too cool to ride with the top down, anyway. When we got out, I couldn't tell, at a glance if the doors were locked. But I could tell it had personal items and shopping bags full of goods in the seats and floorboard. Did I mention the top was down? My wife and I had some comments about that, and we went inside. When we came out, the driver of the little convertible was there. Based on the lack of drama, we assume everything was still in the car. My wife and I exchanged a glance and laughed when the driver drove away. I suppose that she was blond didn't mean anything.