conversation earlier this morning between me and elmy who owns the mexican restaurant across town that i've been meaning to visit for months:

me: "elmy! my friends and i are finally coming out your restaurant's way tomorrow night and we're gonna stop in. will you be at the restaurant tomorrow night?"
elmy: "oh, yeah, definitely...."
me: "hooray! i look forward to seeing you there. should be fun."
elmy: "well, it's gonna be a pretty busy night."
me: "oh really, why, are you having a private party or something?"
elmy: "no, it's cinco de mayo..."
me: "ay carumba!"