looking.
he scowls.
his eyes still on the mirror, he absently takes the joint between thumb and forefinger of his right hand and flicks it out the driver's window--except that the window is not open. the butt bounces off the glass and around the car, showering sparks.
he emerges on his front stoop, pulling on a shirt. his attention is caught by something down the street.
striding purposefully down the street.
as he gets to the car. he reaches through the open driver's window and grabs the newspaper and hurls it to the ground. he is revved with nervous energy.