Scene: The Car, discussing the intense wind outside

Me: Dude, the wind got up to 60 miles per hour yesterday.

Him: I know. It’s supposed to be something like 35 miles per hour today.

Me: I like to make jokes that the wind is speeding. Like if we were in a residential area, it could be pulled over and get a ticket.

Him: It must be very interesting in your world, Mela.

Me: There’s no place I’d rather be.