I saw a range of humanity including a couple of Spanish senoras whose plastic surgeons had been a tad too liberal, even excessive, in their 'work,' as well as several members of the Indiana Pacers team. They were in town to play (and, as it turns out, beat) the Bulls last night. There were a few of the "ladies who lunch" milling about as well. It was the kind of crowd you'd expect, given the surroundings.
What I didn't expect is what came off the elevator not long after I sat down:
I think things have gone off the rails just a little bit. It's time to start getting things back on track. Let it start small with no more doggie jumpsuits. It's a start.