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Well, it was a woman wearing a full-blown Gorilla suit and a pink tutu, holding a bunch of balloons and she was wandering the lobby looking for her destination. I couldn't resist...
"Can I help you find something?", I asked. Turns out she was looking for my office. I escorted her into the lobby with much fanfare and had her intended target paged.
Turns out her sing-song message was all to get my friend, Gina, to be her best friend, Kara's, Maid-of-Honor.
When I got married, you just took your girlfriend to lunch or picked up the phone and asked her. Wow! This is going all out.
Of course, Gina said, "Yes!"