MOOP!

When my initial partner for Teller's production of Macbeth at the Folger bailed, I was almost tempted to call you up and ask you if you thought me offering Aly the ticket would completely freak her out, since my barometer for predicting whether what I do will freak people out has been totally broken for years. But then I would've found out you too were also headed back that weekend, and it would've gotten all sorts of confusing. In the end, I just got a last-minute extra ticket and dragged someone with me.