I have a very specific idea of what the night ahead is going to include. There will be some window shopping, there will be some good eats, and above all, there WILL be a cupcake. Maybe two. After the hour and a half work meeting I just sat through, I have very well earned the bliss that only a cupcake can award.
Just consider my expertly-wielded nunchuks and my menacing expression (which you can't see, but I'm sure you can imagine) a warning to any and all who threaten to interfere with these plans.