Beyza...Rosewood Drive

Motoring past the bus stop today, I spied this adorable young woman in orange low tops. I thought I might be in Paris or Milan. Alas, I was on Rosewood, which did permit me at least one advantage: I was able to execute a u-turn, secure parking, and dash over to meet her before she could be abducted by public transport. She told me her name is Beyza and that she is from Turkey. My attempts to inquire further were squelched when the city bus arrived and whisked her away. Quel dommage....