Car Salesman

Yesterday mom and dad went shopping for a new car, and while they were in the showroom, discussing whether the back seat would be wide and comfortable enough for me, I waited outside in our car. Then the salesman wanted to give dad a quote, and for that he needed to inspect the old car. He appeared suddenly and flung himself into the driver's seat. I thought he was a thief. I jumped up and barked and growled and showed him my big set of lethal teeth. Have you ever see a flying car salesman?