I entered the waiting room to tackle the painful chore of a total value assessment on my vehicle. But the prospect of a conversation with a very pretty blonde wearing a very cool hat, and free coffee, immediately turned my frown upside down. The coffee kind of sucked, but you were a gem. Though my car was declared a writeoff, my real dissapointment was with how efficiently ICBC dealt with your hit-and-run damage and sent you on your way. Maybe you scurried out of there intentionally, but if you also enjoyed the chin-waggle and would like to get together I would be forever in debt of the young lady who t-boned my car en route to Tofino.