So far today, I've gone to the ladies' room and wound up in some kind of Easter world for an hour, had my whole salad turn into a bag of salad-flavored candy corn, and I am pretty sure I am being haunted by the skinny vanilla latte I threw out earlier for having whole milk not skim in it.
Is this how Vallo celebrates Halloween? I kind of prefer the commercialized, historically inaccurate version of it back home?
I'm still finding plastic Easter basket grass all over me.ADRIAN
Maybe [...] we need to institute some sort of buddy system for the rest of the day. What if one of us walks off into another world again?