Congrats Furry and that's an admirable career and you can add to that by being their puppy.
My first ever trip to KC, I had to do the Arthur Bryant thing as my rib buddy, an expert, said they were among the finest in the land. I went and got a slab and some beer and brought them back to the hotel, shucked my clothes, get totally naked and in the tub with those ribs and began a gnaw down of epic proportions. There was a phone in the bathroom so I called my buddy to tell him about the ribs and made the mistake of describing how I was eating the ribs. He hung up on me.
We saw them that weekend and his wife was laughing her butt off. She said he told her about the call and would be sitting there trying to watch TV and would jump up and go "damn, I can't get that visual of of my head. Who does that?"
So, on your first night in your "come fall in love with me" townhouse, I've got an idea for dinner.