So this friend of mine calls me up on erev yontiff, and says that a friend of hers is in [city] for yontiff, and do I know of any places she can go for a meal there. Like a chabad or something.
So I say, well where in the city is she? And she says, it doesn’t matter because this friend will take a car on yontiff.
So I said: Oh, then I’m not telling you where the meals are.
(Yes yes, I know I missed a cheshbon, because I should have figured out if I knew anywhere within a few blocks of where she was staying.)