They're calling it a gala, but I know better. Gymnasium of local community college? Wear whatever you wore to work? Spouses not invited? "Motivational comedian?" =/= gala.
All of those years of watching L&O are about to pay off, though. Just like those perps establish an alibi, I am going to chat with anyone and everyone for 3-5 minutes apiece to firmly establish the fact that I was there. Tons of witnesses. And then after eating a token amount of buffet food, I will excuse myself to go to the ladies room and bolt for the parking lot. If all goes well, I'll be home for the season premiere of Modern Family.
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