We were sat at the bar, and the young, filthy rich kid next to me said 'Do you know who is here? Dick Cheney!' I was looking at the menu and said 'No! It can't be! I don't see 'roast puppy' as a menu item. That was the start of a very unpleasant meal for the kid, and he ended up leaving. But there he was, Dick Cheney. Man, they do a good job hiding the horns, innut?