A Little Old Lady, My Father's Name's Me?

"Just trust me, just what you're about to see is not the norm. It's just whatever," he says of his friend's father. "I've never seen him like this. This is wild." He then describes how a little old lady gets out of the back seat of his father's car to move into our car. She goes, ritlest, his father's name's rime she goes, rime di,. You remember the bagd he takes the bag he's holding? That's who it was.