Michael wanted to go eat Japanese food, and as usual, he would send someone to the restaurant to pick up the meal so they could eat it in the car. When asked if he wouldn’t like to go inside, he replied: “I wish I could but you don't know what you're asking. We could actually get hurt. People, as well meaning as they might be, will crowd around and push and shove to the point where it actually gets scary. Besides, I've learned from past experience that someone would make a list of what I ordered and then have some psychiatrist draw some ridiculous conclusions about my state of mental health from the food that's on the table. I know that happens because I went to a drug store once and I bought toothpaste, a toothbrush, shampoo, some razors, and deodorant. A few days later a gossip magazine had used them to evaluate my personality." With a laugh, Michael concluded, So I'll just settle for here in the car."