When the elevator door opened Diane walked out and Michael followed close behind. “It’s the blue sedan next to the Prius,” he said.
“Oh I know which one is yours,” she said. “I’ve seen you drive off in it a time or two.” She stopped as she got to the parking space. Michael quickly walked to the passenger side and opened the door for Diane. She smiled and sat inside. “It’s nice to see that chivalry isn’t dead.”
Michael shut the door and got into the driver’s seat. “I’m all for equal rights, but I still believe a woman deserves respect and courtesy, now more than ever.