It’s hot and the air in the office doesn’t seem to be working and it smells like the bug bomb one of my co-workers let off last night, so I’m having trouble breathing, just a little bit, and I forgot my purse, so I had to go back home and get it, because I promised myself I’d have lunch out, even if I couldn’t find anyone to go with me, and one cannot have lunch out without money.
Still, I’m feeling good.
I’m worried these are bad omens, though, so I’m a little afraid to open my email or answer the phone.
Tiny Cat Pants 
You never go to lunch with me.
Holy cow! Of course we should go to lunch. I have a t-shirt for you in the back seat of my car that I’ve been carting around for weeks on the off chance I run into you.Heck yes, let’s go to lunch. When?