Only in Seattle

The scene: Sunday, early afternoon, driving to meet the leader of the band that's playing at our wedding.

Cara: I think that's the Starbucks.
Scott: Okay.
Cara and Scott pull into the parking lot.
Cara: Oh... this is number 300. This isn't it.
Scott: Are you sure? I can get out and call him.
Cara drives past the store.
Cara: No, I'm pretty sure it's that one (points across the street). But no...
Scott: What?
Cara: That doesn't make sense. It should be on this side of the street.
Pulls into traffic, drives down one block.
Scott: ?
Cara: That's it!