timing out the getaway route. he's got a thomas guide on the passenger seat and a stopwatch ticking away but he's going nowhere fast. he futilely leans on the car horn.
the light finally is a green arrow but the lady in front of handsome rob is so preoccupied with applying her make-up that she doesn't go until he honks but by then it's too late as she makes it through the light but he doesn't.
handsome rob checks the latest time on the stopwatch.
handsome rob can see the exit up ahead, but traffic is so backed up and going nowhere that it feels like it's a hundred miles away. and it's not even rush hour. just life in l.a.
handsome rob behind the wheel. lyle shotgun, aiming his digital camera at the exiting workers.
handsome rob drives, half-ear in the passenger seat.
handsome rob keys the ignition.