I was just leaving Chrissy's apartment, where we had been working on my Halloween costume, when I suddenly heard a girl scream, "WAIT!" I rolled down the window to see what she needed, only to discover a drunk girl in lederhosen asking for a ride to Christian's Pizza. After helping me pull out of my extremely tight parallel parking spot, she introduced herself as "Puv." Well, that's what it sounded like anyway; it was hard to hear what she was saying through all of the popcorn she was stuffing in her mouth.
Here is how part of our conversation in the car went:
Puv(?): I want to go to CHRISTIAN'S!
Sam: Yes, that's where I'm taking you.
Puv(?): Where are YOU going?
Sam: I'm actually on my way home, but I pass Christian's, so it's no big deal.
Puv(?): Where do you live?
Sam: Off of JPA.
Puv(?): In JPJ?
Sam: No, off of JPA.
Puv(?): In JPJ!?
Sam: No, off of JPA.
Puv(?): Oh, I don't know where that is.
Sam: It's on the other side of grounds.
Puv(?): You're a very sweet boy. CHRISTIAN'S!!!
I mean it when I say that I hope Puv(?) found her friends at Christian's and isn't passed out in a ditch somewhere. Because that might very well be the case right now.
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