So I only have this eye dialation test done once every -( as often as I can get out of it ) Five years? I'm allergic to the solution and my eyes stay dialated for three days. Since I have dark eyes anyway, I walk around with my pupils big as saucers and dark as the night. I look just like I'm wearing those demonic, all black Halloween contacts. So I go into the bank which is RIGHT next to the eye doctor and across the road from one of the largest Catholic Churches. I've been going to this bank for years and love all the tellers. They're fun to cut up with and not the stuffy bank teller kind. I hand the girl my slip and check and she says "MY WORD Star What happened to your eyes?" and of course EVERYONE looks. I batted my lashes and said "What do you mean?" she said "They're really, um....dark." and another girl said "Wow, they're all black, like really REALLY black." and I just shrugged, got my money and turned my head slowly to the right at the teller and in my best gravely, Damien/Exorcist growel said "I should visit Josephs. Are they open this time of day?." mwah ha ha The little teller to the right of me just froze, one held up her fingers in the sign of a cross and two of them just howled. mwah ha ha. Too bad I didn't have my plastic, glow in the dark vampire fangs - would have been perfect! I loved the eye doctor too - I asked him for a pair of RayBans to wear out of the office - gratis- and he reached in a fish bowl and handed me a pair of plastic rolled up glasses and said "No free Raybans but here are a pair of designer ROllos." - Gotta love a cute man with a sense of humor.