Last week Bernadette and I had rented Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade. As a result I repeatedly got the Nazi voice stuck in my head while I was looking for things at work.

Example:
Me: Hmm, where are the grapes. (pause. then, in angry Nazi voice)Vhere ahre za grapes dokor Jonees!

I told Shane about this and we both started talking like angry Nazis.

"Vhere ees zee mango puree for zee drink! You vill tell me dokor Jonees!"

Then Shane told me his story about the time he worked at a restaurant and waited on Harrison Ford, and when he went up to the table asked, "What'll you have Junior?" doing his best Sean Connery impression. Harrison Ford did not seem to be amused.

...Shane is leaving for New York in three days. Oh how my blogs will suffer after he leaves!