Dear Steve the Lobbyist,

No, it wasn't really okay that you interrupted my crossword to yell trite small talk at me from
three tables away. I know I always say that I want an older businessman to be my sugar daddy,
but I didn't mean you. You looked kind of like Rocky the squirrel, and I really just wanted to finish my soup in peace.

Don't Wanna Be Your Bullwinkle,

CF