I actually kissed a classmate next to the Hope Diamond. We were on a school trip to Washington, D.C., and we were touring the Smithsonian Institution. He said something about the stunning blue color of the diamond, and then I said, "Not as stunning as your eyes." Or something to that effect. Then we started making out in front of the display case. I guess we must have tripped a silent alarm, because this security guard came waddling out from a secret door in the corner and ordered us to move on.