Norm patiently waits in line at the McDonald's.  When it comes his turn to be served, he saunters up to the counter and orders his usual: a small packet of chips.  It's the only thing, after all, that isn't laced with LSD (and have you seen the McNuggets? Do you really think that's<em>chicken</em>you're eating?)  He makes a point of loitering near the turbaned fellow.  "Mr...ah..Patel?" he hazards.   "Do you happen to know a..." he frowns, goes for the business card again.  "...a Michael Tannen?"