So I was tooling around San Francisco with Shaun this afternoon, putting up posters and distributing postcards for the San Francisco Improv Festival when we went into a really swank winebar on Mission. Shaun knew one of the guys running the place and chatted him up, then mentioned that we had some wine for dinner decanting back at her place. The guy asked "What kind?" And when I told him, his jaw dropped, eyes got wide and he asked "Then what are you doing out here? Why aren't you home drinking it?"