This Is Your Brain; This Is Your Brain On The Godfather

On the way home last night, I stopped off at Schlotzsky's for dinner. I pulled up to the outside microphone, gave my order to the attendant, pulled around to the pick-up window, and gave the young girl my debit card. So far, perfectly normal transaction.

What occurred next probably only took a second and a half:

She dropped my debit card and her head disappeared while she bent over to pick it up.

My immediate thought was "Oh no! Sonny at the causeway!" and my first instict was to take the car out of park and hit the gas.

Think I've seen that movie enough times?