A couple of weeks ago, a neighbor decided to throw a prom night for his girlfriend for her birthday, since she hadn't gone to a prom in high school. He recruited his friends, so it would feel like a real dance.
As a result, we recently found a suspicious package on our doorstep. It included a leather bomber jacket, a fedora, a whip, and a pouch. It also included instructions that sent my college-aged daughter on a treasure hunt, a la Indiana Jones, to discover who'd invited her to the prom.
I don't know what it's like in other places, but here in Utah, invitations to high school prom often include elaborate puzzles, requiring the invitee to discover who asked them.
Her first clue sent her up the canyon by our house where she found a golden ark (actually a recipe card box with chop sticks stuck through it for handles). Inside were snakes and directions to her next location, where she found a heart-shaped cake she had to dig into (ew, I was never very fond of #2 The Temple of Doom) for stones. . .and the directions to her final location. There she had to select from a wide selection of chalices to find her final clue.
Pretty cool invite to a make-believe prom for twenty-somethings, I think!
My kid responded in kind: she sent him to a friend's house (the—ahem—convenient location of "Dr. Jones's Library of Archaelogy and Antiquities"), where he found a dead monkey (okay, it was a Beanie Baby—no actual animals were killed or harmed in the making of this prom reply) and a bag of dates, with a note saying that, if he promised not to be a bad date that he should text an anonymous phone number (her sister's phone).
When he'd done that, he received a cell phone reply of a video—a closeup of my daughter's eyes blinking, with the words "SAY YES" written on her eyelids. As in: "EYE" SAY YES. (Not quite as daring as the girl in Indiana Jones's lecture class who'd written "LOVE YOU" on her eyelids, but still. . . )
Now everybody needs to go re-watch the movies so they can understand all the references!
About forty couples showed up for the fun. In the meantime, I have posted a few pictures from the actual prom. A good time was had by all. (And the birthday girl was thrilled, from what I was told.)
Final thought: the Ferrari was only borrowed. *Dang*