Close encounters of the 2nd [degree] kind

The other night I was grabbing fush un chops (I’ve got to get into the spirit, with this trip looming :P ), and saw Rachel (Lacey?) ahead of me, trying to control some cute but mildly troublesome little toddler. I was trying to think up a particularly sharp and witty introductory line, but took too long and she walked out, apparently without seeing me. Oops. :)

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