(I have run off to Philadelphia for the long weekend, and am en route to my home stay.)
Cabbie: (in thick Slavic accent) excuse me – do you know when is this Valentine’s Day?
Cabbie: Ah. So tomorrow everywhere is chocolate and flowers and love and sweethearts.
Cabbie: And what should other people do?
Kim: …We can still go out and have fun for no reason at all.
(The cabbie laughs uproariously at that for the remaining five blocks of my ride .)