And by accident, I definitely crashed a little kids birthday party at the ice skating rink today. :blank: I asked the lady if anyone was sitting in the booth (the only one that wasn’t taken by some teeny bopper gawking at how “hot” my friend is); she said no, and I sat down. Ten minutes later, they start singing “happy birthday.”

Smooth, Rachel. First you get pwned by the ice skating rink manager then by the kids.