As get onto State Street your roomate finally tells you the date, March 9th and it's 10:30 PM. Something about that sounds so familier that you can't take it anymore and you tell your buddy about your entire day. When you are finished he looks at you, shrugs and asks "So where are we eating?" In a fit of rage you lunge toward him, but what you dind't notice was the patch of ice you were on. "THWACK!" Your head hits the ground hard... It takes awhile but when you finally come to you look up and see..

• Your buddy and a couple other people.
• The GameStop behind him!
• Not a Valid Choice!