Sondheim, Part Three

So he takes me out to Dish of Salt, a fancy-schmancy restaurant in mid-town. We walk in and the pianist starts to play "Send in the Clowns." I'm in heaven. He's in hell. Takes my arm and practically pulls me through the crowd being seated. I feel like a huge celebrity, like I have died and gone to the Oscars. I want to wave and sign autographs. "Hello, hello - yes, it's us."

Celebrity by proximity...