Nancy went to dole out our tickets and Mark noticed that all the tickets were marked "Nancy Larson".
Of course that led to much discussion about how would we all possibly pass as Nancy Larson if questioned by the usher.
We decided that we were a group of Nancy Larsons that met up to celebrate being named Nancy Larson,
Mark decided he would need to be referred to as Nanc.
You see, the Y is silent in his name.
So for the rest of the trip it was the four Nancys and a Nanc.
We are an interesting bunch, aren't we?
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