"Say what?" moment of the night:



At Ghirardelli Square, eating ice cream with Ben and my mom. I ask Ben is he wants the cherry on top of my milkshake.



"You don't like them?" he says.



"Ben! How many times do you have to eat my cherry before you realize I don't like them?"



- Oh, and what is going on in San Francisco tonight? On my always quiet street, there is a party bus parked in front of a house full of rowdy people, and PROM kids are everywhere, including Ghirardelli. Who goes to to get ice cream for pre-prom?