So when this woman isn't stuffing her face with junk while sitting on her butt (I'm sorry, but seriously- find something to do that doesn't involve sitting on a couch sucking on a cup of sugar, PLEASE. Sincerely, your arteries) she's blathering to everyone who can't find a quick exit how much she enjoyed her buying experience with Carvana.
Which means, I guess, that she's one of the lucky customers who didn't buy an automobile from Carvana that was later repossessed because it had been stolen months earlier (yes, this happens.) Or bought a car that had been previously been through an unreported wreck (yes, this has also happened.) Or she got the actual car that she ordered and not a random car the company decided to send him (yes, this has happened.) Or she got a car which had outstanding tickets attached to the title (yes, this has happened.)
And judging from the smile on her face, she's clearly not someone who owns stock in Carvana- stock which peaked at $230 a year and a half ago but which can now be purchased at about $8 per share. And she's not an employee who got laid off like more than 2000 have this year. (Yes, both of those things have happened.) I'm guessing that she spends most of her time indoors these days even if she still has a functioning car, because she's too mortified at the thought of bumping into one of the 300 people she bragged about her Carvana purchase to.