sinnin' with linen

I had a date with Da Olda Sista today to visit Fidelity Investments to work on getting access to MeMum's mystery account (Synopsis-the equivalent of smashing our face against a brick wall covered in rusty barbed wire). I decided to go to the lobby to grab a cup of ho-cho and wait for her. I was sitting in one of the comfy chairs when an older Asian woman, whom I have said hello to several times, walked through the sliding doors heading to the parking lot. There is a 15 foot canopy that leads to the lot. As she walked the canopy I spotted a small red car slowly driving up. Obviously it was here to pick her up. She reached the end of the sidewalk at literally the exact moment the car stopped. She reached out a hand, opened the door and hopped in. It was so fluid. She never broke stride. She opened the door the very moment she hit the end of the sidewalk. With one step she reached the car & opened the door and the next, hopped in. It was smoother than an Esther Williams movie. A few minutes later Sista arrived. I excitedly told her of this amazing moment. She shrugged her shoulders and asked if we could go upstairs so she could meet Maxwell J. I told her had she seen it she would be as hyped as I was. She walked to the elevator and pressed the button. Guess I was wrong.