Maybe you are going to have to start to allow for the possibility of his existence. Unless my life is going to have a twist like the end of Fight Club… If so, I hope I would at least have an imaginary friend who doesn’t stick silly stickers in the back of my car. 
Nah, that is David’s car, and it is indeed a Smart car. Very nice it is too, although you practically have to lie down to get into the thing.