With another look at your watch you had to come to terms with the fact you'd definitely been stood up on your date. The two of you had met at a newspaper stand when reaching for the same paper, and had met for dinner and a movie a couple times. Just... why now are they an hour and a half late? The employees here probably thought you were plotting to steal one of the dinosaurs.

"Excuse me?" a voice came from behind. Half of you hoped it was your date, but you knew very well that it wouldn't be.

A man dressed in slacks and a button-down shirt and tie was standing behind you, a massive egg replica in his grip. "I'm sorry, I couldn't help but notice you've been... standing here... for a while. Is everything okay?"