Somebody Order A McLady Of The Night?

I just got back from Micky D's where I'd been pouring about 2-1/2 hours into getting my relocation expense reports put together. I got there around 9:10 p.m. and had been downing soda like nobody's business while setting up paperwork, filing receipts, and all the other lame/boring stuff that one has to do in order to get through the accounting department's barberic rituals. Anyway, about 9:45 p.m. this chick walks in, orders her food, and sits down by the window. That's when things started to happen.