NOLA: So, what comes to mind when you hear the phrase, flying shrimp of death suit?
ME (continuing heroically to work): Blankness. And a strong desire to think of something else.
NOLA (beginning to read from her email, which I now strongly suspect of needing its spam rules updated): It seems there was this guy in a Chinese restaurant...
ME (interrupting): And, for reasons I cannot begin to express, Prince Harry in a Nazi costume.