what are you waiting for, someone's gotta pick that up.

You dash into the kitchen to find your phone lying on the counter and quickly check the caller ID. Shelia. Oh stuff, you remember, it's your seventeenth anniversary. You're not even dressed. Thank god it's only a phone call.

: What's shakin' baby? Have a nice night out with the girls?

: Not really, Victoria saw a gnome and went feral, I died of embarrassment.

: When nature calls, honey.

: Yeah, yeah I know... and your evening with the girls?

: I don't really remember. One of them left their panties here, so I guess it was pretty good.

: Well at least one of us had fun. Did you get that reservation booked for us?

: 'Fraid not my pet, they were booked full. So I've decided that I will be cooking us a lovely meal tonight!

: But aren't you a terrible cook? Maybe I shou-

: No no no, it's fine! I know exactly what I'm going to make.

: Oh, alright Marc. I'll be there at seven!

: See ya then!
As far as you can remember, you never even actually called a restaurant. It may have been a bus depot and it may have been about trying to order a pizza. It's already
three, so you better hop to it.