Olivia, I would take you out to see the new Wolfman movie and then off to the park to sit on the bench with our lattes and watch the winos showering in the bird bath fountain.
Nay, Fair Olivia - Enjoin not the entreaties of that uncouth Poughkeepsian - I would blow yer friggin' mind with an evening of weird bands, Jamaican food and a midnight ride on the Bike Trail Of Death straight into bee-yoo-teeful Lake Springfield, where even the carp are frozen solid. And then maybe a raccoon rodeo. We grow 'em BIG around these parts.