I arrived at Brian's house last night and went up to his place. He had specified that I dress up, so I assumed we were going out to a restaurant or something. When I arrived, he gave me a big hug and told me that he had made hard-to-get reservations at Alexanders. We went inside for a minute, and I saw our 5-foot-tall-stuffed-giraffe (named
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