So, as we came out of the Original Pancake House, my wife unexpectedly started yelling and pounding on a nearby car “Hey! Get out of there!!”. She advanced toward my car, conning to yell. My adrenaline spiked as I realized someone was in my car! – or so I thought. It turned out the guy she was yelling at was in his own car, which was nearly identical to my own. I guess we know how she’ll behave in a crisis! Wow!