I had lunch with the editor of Her the other day, and she was all, "DID YOU SEE THE PINK BIN WHEN YOU WALKED IN TO THIS RESTAURANT?" and I was all, "I AM A BLIND OLD LADY WHO IS TURNING 33 THIS WEEK, so no, I missed it." But for young, aware, and sighted people such as yourselves, you should have no problem finding the pink bins.
I'm wining, I know. Our meals took awhile to cook at the restaurant tonight, so (possibly because I was wearing the pink princess birthday tiara that Gus got me) they placated me with multiple glasses of chardonnay.
And then I found a Borders gift card in Patrick's Pull-Up! (Nice touch, Lare.)