in a lift she deals with her circumstance, lost credit cards, banking institutions and bureaucracy, the man near me starts complaining as if people in lifts would not use their phones.

'some people have no idea.' he says to the handful off passengers.

i react swiftly, 'oh she has more ideas in a single second than you could ever imagine in your lifetime, therefore it's you who has no idea.'

he shuts up and exits.
looks are exchanged between myself and the old couple who look at me with a sparkle in their eyes.