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An odd thing happened here one evening. I'd just finished my nightly ice cream cone (Sebastian's has great peach ice cream) and was walking back to the hotel. Out front, I got a cell phone call, so I stopped on the sidewalk. While I was just finishing the call, a car pulled out of the parking garage and I had to step back. I stepped right into the path of a woman who was walking by. Tall, slender, about 30 or 40, wearing heels and a women's slacks/jacket business suit. She didn't bump into me, but she did have to dodge to miss me. She stopped, turned around, looked at me and asked me something in Spanish. I hesitated, and she asked "Do you speak Spanish?". Well, enough to order ice cream cones, but I figured that wasn't what we were talking about. "Not a word", I said. She started to turn away, stopped, looked at me again, and said "Too bad." And she was gone.