Well, after wife and daughter showed up to rescue me and, in the process, eat a bunch of chicken wings with me, I got her started (the bike, not the wife). The solo bar singer/guitarist that was set up next to my bike thought it would be fun to encourage me starting the bike by getting the other patrons involved. Without them hearing it, I turned to him and said, "Dude, lay off it. I'm not happy about this." He did, nevertheless, there was applause when she started. I flashed him the peace sign (not the other one) as I left.
Richard L.