So this weekend I got to watch an ethnically diverse group of America's finest carry on past 1 am on beach blvd for Scrapin the Coast. I finally fell asleep. On Saturday, as I strayed from the thoroughfare to pick up pizza (Bootleggers), I was directly behind a car with tinted windows traveling quite slowly. At a stoplight near Pass Road a dressed-for- success sista calmly got out of the car, said something to the diver, and walked by smiling at my wife and me. Didn't seem the least bit angry about getting out of the car. On the way back to the condo we saw her again, walking slowly, and stopping to smile at us. Could we have gotten lucky? Didn't look like she should be charging much for her services. She's definitely eaten her share of pizza (among other things) and her clothes were no match for what she probably believes is a voluptuous figure.