Once in awhile I do something wonderfully silly. While in Iowa my two brothers Rick and Greg, my cousin Quinn, Kyle, Amy, Amy’s cousin, and myself went into a chocolaterie with a piano. Amy sat herself at the piano’s bench and began playing Clare de Lune. My brothers and I were reminded of the end sequence in Ocean’s Eleven. After whispering quickly to our party we got down to business: to recreating the scene. We all sat back as Amy played and looked around at each other then one by one someone stood up, nodded to everyone, then walked away and out the door.