INT. TRAIN CARRIAGE - DAY

A packed train. Every seat is filled while a GIRL, 20, struggles to find one. Around her neck - her state of the art camera, the kind that is used amongst hardcore photographic elitists. She soon finds a seat next to a BUSINESSMAN and plonks herself down, only for it to resound in a loud "crack" sound.

Upon reflex, she mouths a "sorry" to him and lifts up her bottom.

SHOT - A newly quashed sushi box.

He glares at her. She then takes a photo of him, with her bright white flash and everything. After that second he drops the glare and smiles.

BUSINESSMAN
Just my lunch.

He picks it up from under her. She takes another shot of him, now smiling.

BUSINESSMAN (cont.)
Should still be good.

After a second--

BUSINESSMAN
Can I ask, why the photos?

GIRL
(pointing to his open window)
I liked your expressions. I wanted to show you your selection of faces, you know, like before the wind changes.