Alan knew he was in trouble as soon as he heard the vibrations from the passenger seat. The clock on the dash indicated it was already well past 7:30 PM, and he didn’t have to look at the cellphone’s screen to know that Liz was on the other end of that angry buzz.  Alan hit the phone icon on the console. “Liz?” “Alan!” “Honey, I’m sorry I’m so late. I got stuck in the lab, and the guy behind the counter at the Chinese place was slower than molasses, and –” “Alan, listen to me –” “Please don’t cancel date night. I already have the food, and I can bring…