"So I hear." Still smiling. "But you know, the thing about looking both ways? Is sometimes it tells you when not to step out in front of a speeding city bus."

Half a beat, not long enough for him to formulate an answer, and she picks up her briefcase.

"Have a great day, Charles. Give me a call if you ever get past that right-side-wrong-side block of yours."

And she turns to go.