How hard is it really to just walk up to a girl and say, “Hi.  My name is whatever and what’s your name and I don’t know where my friends went, but yes I have friends – just not right here with me and I came here because I like chicken strips, but they don’t have chicken strips so I didn’t eat anything and I’m hungry so I might have to find something else and I hope that they take traveler’s checks because it’s safer for me to have that type of currency and I should go now because my friends are probably wondering where I am.” 

Then I walk over to a door that I think is the exit, but is really just the door to some supply cabinet and so I wiggle the locked doorknob for way too long until finally I decide to just stand there, facing the door and wondering how long it will take for my stupidity to bore these people into looking elsewhere.  There’s a live band you idiots!  Leave me alone!