Note to Self:

My friends will get me back for this one, one day.

Last night, Miss VS joined myself, SJ, and NM for dinner before she met a blind date for a drink 20 blocks away.  Being the cautious girls that we are, we always make sure that we know where the other is when it comes to the whole dating situation.  Upon receiving the text message that she had ended up at a bar on 62nd Street, NM, SJ, and I all decided it'd be a hysterical idea to head over to this 62nd Street Bar and have a drink.  

We watched from the opposite side of the bar for over half an hour, and VS had no clue we were even in the building.  As they headed out the door to end their date, we three troublemakers started giggling so hard we couldn't take it.  VS caught sight of us, and her jaw hit the ground momentarily before she quickly recovered her composure.  She walked out with her date, and when he tried to flag her a cab, she turned and said, "You know what, actually, my girlfriends are inside at the bar, so you go on home, but I'm going back for another drink.  Oh, and it was nice meeting you.  Good night!"

That.  Is my girl.