I was just sitting outside

Using my computer.

And sitting at the table next to me is this random beardy crusty hipster kid that Sarah & I call "Jacob-Charlie" even though his name is just Jacob, not Jacob-Charlie, and this other guy with a sweet afro.

J-C randomly pulls a giant flashlight out of his bag and puts it on the table.
The afro guy said  "What's that for?" (completely valid question, they were talking about the book of joel, not anything related to a flashlight)

and J-C says "Oh. Camping."

and the afro guys says "Oh. Cool."

and then they continue talking about Joel, and no one says another word about the flashlight that is just chilling on the table. Five or so minutes later they get up and leave and Jacob-Charlie puts the flashlight back in his bag.

What.

I love IHOP.