Late Night Rendezvous

So, last night it was about 10:15 or so, I was getting ready for bed (you know, in pj's, brushing my hair) when my dad comes to the door and is all "you have a visitor". And he gave me the look. You know, the look. The Who is this boy I have never seen and why is he calling on you at quarter past ten at night and what are his intentions? Oh ya, I'm planning on running away with an unknown male, shhh! No one tell Mark. Anyway, I go to the door (in my pj's or course. Don't worry Rabe, the pants and sweatshirt variety) and guess who it is. Brian. That football kid from my bus. You know, Brian. His gf lives down the road a couple miles (544 and 212) and he decided to stop in to show me his new sound system that he and his brother installed in his new car. (New car as in his first car.) Which was actually quite cool. It took them seven hours to install. His car vibrates. lol. He wanted me to take a spin around the section, but I figured I had better not as my dad may just have an apoplexy if I did. So we just chatted for a few minutes and then I went in the house. Oh ya, Mare is meeting strange boys at night. What conclusion can we draw? I'll leave that up to your imagination.