Follow me

J (for the twenty-seventh time that day): "Pull over, I want to take a picture."

M (eyes rolling): "Okay, fine..."

J: "I was just kidding! Anyway, you can't pull over here; it's a roadworks. You have to follow the blinky truck."

M: "I think it's called a pilot car."

J: "Well, I like 'blinky truck'. It's more evocative."