Wouldn't dream of it. I have done nothing but blog and mess around on the internet for every bit of the last 4 hours. The Burger King employees probably wish I'd take a hike and blew my "I don't speak Spanish" cover when I ordered dinner around 6. Now, it would just be bad form to walk on a freshly mopped floor so I'll consider myself stuck until it dries. Here's mine and Rachel's makeshift office for the evening.
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