"Can you change it to something more mellow?"
I pop in Local Natives and we cruise, coasting through the dark twists and curves of the road. Lights poke through the trees, and soon we're cradled by stars. We don't speak, but we don't sit in silence, we're surrounded by a city night. We pull up to the cliffs and park, and I follow him up, climbing through the top and onto the roof. Wow. The darkness is broken from all directions, from the moonlit clouds and the twinkling wharf lights and the lighthouses framing the water, and the occasional dancing beams of car headlights. We sit until our minds sober up like our bodies, and then we drive some more.