We arrive at the car rental agency and they only have white cars. This is a problem because Bryan will not drive a white car. They remind him of his parents’ cars. We wait, in the cold, while the car rental guy retrieves a beige car. This, apparently, is sufficiently psychologically comforting. We settle in.
Me:What’s this barbecue implement doing in the back seat?
Bryan: You’re kidding. You’ve never seen an ice scraper?
Me: Where would I have seen an ice scraper?
Bryan: I don’t know. Movies? National Geographic?
Me: Right. What movie prominently featured an ice scraper?
Bryan: When Harry Met Sally.
Bryan: When they were scraping the ice off the windshield.
Me: That never happened.
Bryan: Okay. Fargo.
Bryan: When William H. Macy is scraping the windshield and he starts freaking out and beating the car because he knows they’re gonna catch him.
Me: … Are you enjoying your beige car?