So many deformities in one restaurant. A headless waiter approaches Toby to take her order and to ask her not to play with her flatware until the food is served. Poor Sweater Vest was severed at the waist in a horrible warehouse accident and had to have a chair specially made to allow him to sit on the table. And Mary has tragically developed a distended right eyeball that will forever leave her looking like Popeye.
Worked? Hard? At what?? Warming up the seats in the booths? You'd think Alison would be the LAST person to suggest that Gina worked hard.
Yes, Mary, you were sooOoo instrumental in getting these two together. Gina's Liberian gypsy mother has put a curse on you for stealing credit from a dead woman.
"Grandma, how did Granddaddy propose?"
I know that I expect all of my employees to welcome patrons with private information about our colleagues. It just makes the place feel more homey.
There's gratitude for you. Gina leaves Diner in a lurch without her sick waitress skillz, and not so much as a how-dee-do to Mary Worth for guiding her to destiny. Is it any wonder that Mary is left with nothing but a face touch and an exclamation point?
At first I was worried, when I saw Mary at Mountview Hospital, that we were moving on to a new story just a little too early. Thank heaven we're headed back to Diner for some more conversation and coffee. Perhaps Bobby has quit his job with the soccer team and is now working at Diner as well, where he and Gina can ignore their customers together as they drink coffee and admire how they haven't changed in ten years.
Well, let's just see how much "catching up" they actually do. I've been waiting all week to see them "catch up," but so far they've only talked about how much they still love each other after not seeing one another for ten years.
"How's your mom?"
"How's your father doing without your mom?
"Bobby, how did you end up playing professional soccer?"
GOALLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL!!!!!!
Seven differences:
Gina suddenly looks a bit distressed at the prospect of "catching up." 
Careful, Gina. He's either still a major player, or just as psychotic as you. Neither possibility is healthy.
Loved? Loved? That's past tense, right? Is it possible that the love Bobby felt at 14 was fleeting and he actually moved on with his life? Or is it more likely that after seeing Gina's face in panel 1, he felt a little queasy and decided that love isn't for him.
Henry Miller also said:Not a single object seems to possess a practical use. The antechamber itself seems useless, a sort of vestibule to a barn. It is exactly the same sort of sensation I get when I enter the Comedie-Francaise or the Palaise- Royal Theatre; it is a world of bric-a-brac, of trap doors, of arms and busts and waxed floors, of candelabras and men in armor, of statues without eyes and love letters lying in glass cases. Something is going on, but it makes no sense; it's like finishing the half-empty bottle of Calvados because there's no room in the valise.”- Henry Miller, Tropic of Cancer
I'm surprised Gina made it back to the Hilton in one piece. After the Santa Royale Soccer Players lost the Big Game to the New York Blazes, the rioting in the streets has been ferocious. Most of the city is in flames, and very few windows have been left unbroken. 
The Big Game has started. The Santa Royale Soccer Players vs. the New York Blazes. As we approach the climactic scene of this remarkable story, I just want to take a moment to ponder the marvelous craftmanship employed by our story tellers. 
"Neither snow nor rain nor heat nor degrading public humiliation stays these ridiculously costumed couriers from the swift completion of their appointed rounds."
Santa Royalty Messenger Service. When it absolutely positively has to be there between six to eight weeks.
Arena soccer?? It's not even a professional team? The ironic thing about indoor soccer is that you can play off the wall, making for a faster paced game. Isn't that ironic?
Never concerned about appearing foolish, Gina pursues Bobby further by mailing an old layer of snake skin to Bobby's hotel room.
It's hard to know what happened to room 1047, but perhaps they removed it for not being up to the Hilton's exacting standards: Clock radio, bedside telephone (voice mail down), hair dryer, personal mail slot.
After an entire week of plot twists and farcical antics at the Hilton Madhouse, I am greatly relieved to spend some time watching Mary Worth read from her "Big Book of Other People's Destinies." 
Ha ha ha ha! Do you get it? The desk clerk said 1049, but Freddie said 1045. Do you remember the creep at Diner who gave Gina his phone number? Guess who just happens to be staying in room 1045! He'll be thrilled to give Gina a call.
I work in the Washington D.C. area, and I can't tell you how many times the roads are clogged, the hotels are booked, and the populace is in a general frenzy anytime the New York Soccer Team comes to town. Of course, in D.C., the roads are always clogged, the hotels are always booked and the populace is generally in a frenzy anyway. But this clip of the D.C. United beating the New York Soccer Team (in white) pretty much speaks for itself on what a huge impact major league soccer has on the region. Thank heaven they have the prerecorded fan noise to augment the audio track.
It's a conspiracy! No doubt Hilton Hotel Clerk just got a call from Team Manager who made sure no Groupies who read Kicking It magazine are able to leave a message for his Boys. Wouldn't you know. Now of all times.
What, we missed the scene where Gina tricked Team Manager into disclosing the hotel? I feel ripped off. If there's one thing I don't get enough of in this strip, it's watching people talk on the phone. Fortunately, we at least get to see her leave a message at the Hilton.
If there's one thing a professional sports management company can't stand, it's the fans! Fortunately, this is soccer, so they don't have to put up with many of those.
See this Facebook photo of Eve.
Oh, I don't know. Your job is to serve Diner patrons, but that doesn't seem to keep you from doing other things... in fact, it's the one thing you don't seem ever to do.
And thus, a stalker is born. Again. Another stalker. Aldo Kelrast. LiZa. Now, Gina.
If the Blazes team color is blue, how will Gina recognize Bobby if he isn't in a red shirt? Red like a blaze of fire.
