I Don’t Want to Let You Go ’Til You See the Light

Will you look at Juan? Will you look at him? Will you look at that tie?

Okay, I haven’t heard the story yet, but you can tell me: who went home with Juan? (I know it wasn’t Kevin, Karen, or Tommy.) Come on; ’fess up. I promise not to put it on the blog if you just tell me who took this man home. There’s no way I’m believing he left alone looking like that.