Ah, yes, our imaginary instant message alter egos are again having a fake computer-enabled conversation about a real event real people just like you really want to attend. Really!

Ttlykewl: Hiya. What are you doing tonight?

BrdNYC: I've picked my ass good and clean, so...well, nothing. Sitting alone in my house, I guess.

Ttlykewl: That's stupid. You should go ice skating.

BrdNYC: Like skating on ice? That's wild!

Ttlykewl: I know! What's even more wild is that legendary clothier Patricia Field and her horde of stylish homies are hosting the Outlaw Ice Skating Extravaganza tonight.

BrdNYC: I don't think I've ever been to an extravaganza.

Ttlykewl: Well, if you show up at the Pat Field store tonight at 8:45, you can break your extravaganza cherry. It'll pop like whoa. And, as if that's not enough - there's an after party at Room Service.

BrdNYC: Sweet. That's way cooler than sitting alone...

Ttlykewl: I know. If it weren't for me and my totally kewl ways you'd be a perpetual loser.

BrdNYC: I owe you my life. But, wait - where's Patricia Field's?

Ttlykewl: You're hopeless: 302 Bowery between Bleecker and Houston. If you don't want to meet the gang there, just show up at Rockefeller Center at 5th Avenue between
49th & 50th Streets. We'll be skating until midnight.

BrdNYC: Wild and crazy.

Ttlykewl: The craziest.