Had Sean and ***** over for dinner last night. I made New York Strip steaks, the lemon cream farfalle and spinach elegante (but I have to rename the latter -- that just sounds stupid). After gorging ourselves and finishing two bottles of wine, ***** fished around in her overcoat and realized, to her surprise that she had firecrackers in her pocket. That doesn't seem like that big of a deal, but one should consider that she just flew back from overseas and passed through multiple security checkpoints with a pocket full of explosives. Great security, guys!