Bus moment

Sat in a rear facing seat on the 22 last night. I was looking out the window at the lights along 16th, when I caught the reflection of everyone in the bus. Rocking-out-on-his-headphones-guy was standing a few rows up from me. He caught my eye in the reflection and nodded and smiled, so I nodded and smiled, and waved, and he waved back. All in the murky reflection in the window.