Hey there, officer. Yes, that was me running headfirst into G Street NW traffic. Sorry about that. It’s only because I was outrunning someone pretending to be a zombie. I’ve been doing this all night, me and more than a thousand other millennials. Yes, I’m a grown man playing a citywide game of tag
. Yes, I understand you’ve spent all evening admonishing my teammates for plowing over people on the sidewalk. I’m sure you understand it’s all in good fun. Listen, I can’t be tagged if I hover near you. One of the rules. Would you mind if I just hang here for a sec?