(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?

Kim: tomorrow.

Cabbie: Ah. So tomorrow everywhere is chocolate and flowers and love and sweethearts.

Kim: Yup.

(pause)

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 .)