You are under the seat, fixing something, and I move around without regard to you. I’m chatting on the phone, and I ask if you’re almost done yet because we need to leave soon! I get in and out of the car, sitting down heavily in the seat. Your view is the upper back portion underneath the seat. The seat moans and groans and creaks as I move around, talking on the phone, addressing you occasionally, telling you to hurry!