Saturday night adventure

Blame it on boredom...
or the intense winter...
Saturday night Lauren and I were babysitting and decided we should go see if we could see Christoph Waltz as he entered 30 Rock to host Saturday Night Live. 
After waiting a few minutes we got impatient and I went in to ask the desk clerk if he had come in yet.  I figured I would need a story to get an answer so I told Lauren to be prepared, she was either sad because she was dumped or fired and seeing Waltz would cheer her up, which was why I asked.  "Right," she replied. "First rule of improve, never say no."
I got a bit carried away however because the conversation went like this:
me: I was wondering if you could tell me if tonight's snl host came in yet?
cute security guy: Chris Waltz right? Why do you just looove him?
me: No actually it's my sister. He's her favorite actor and she was dumped and fired and the only way I could get her out of the house tonight was to suggest we might see him.
CSG: Listen if you go in the middle of the building, tell them, the line isn't that long. They'll probably let you in.
me: Oh for the show? Thank you but um we can't stay.
I promptly left and told Lauren because, while we'd love to see him and the show the baby in our charge isn't old enough to see it.  We spent most of the walk laughing about what we would've happened if the guy felt so bad he'd called up and had us meet Christoph Waltz and she was holding this baby carriage.  "I'd have said things like, he's gone and I don't know how I will support the baby."
We also took a drunk train home so hilarity ensued there as well.