A treacherous inner voice told me to eat at Johnny Rockets tonight. I'm glad I did. I was spontaneously treated to a song and dance spectacular as the waiters boogied down to "Staying Alive". It was hilarious. When the song came on, they turned the music up, dimmed the lights (then dimmed them up and down with the beat), and stood in a line in front of the counter, discoing through a perfectly choreographed dance routine, right in front of my table. Percy, I love those moments when you feel like you're in a musical.