Meeting the “Heartbreaker”?
So we (Danielle, Kevin and I) went back to see if our friend Pat, Pat Benatar, would take a picture with us. This is how the conversation went down:
Danielle: <knocks on bus door> Is Pat Benatar here?
Guy in bus: Did you speak with English yesterday?
* Side note, we’re pretty sure they call him “English” because he has an English accent.*
English (bus driver we spoke to yesterday): Hey.
Danielle: Is Pat here?
English: She’s in the hotel, I’ll be picking her up between 2:30-3:00 today.
Danielle: Can we stop by and get a picture?
English: Sure, just meet in front of the hotel at that time.
Kevin: (holding a plate of cookies) Here’s some cookies?
English: Are they drugged?
Danielle: No. We’re trust-worthy people.
English: Okay, I’ll return the plate when you come back.
Who wouldn’t want a plate of Wichita’s Finest Cookies? We were all pretty excited when we left. Danielle and I even went to Best Buy to pick up Pat Benatar’s Greatest Hits.
Long story short, it NEVER happened.