As it turns out, I realized I lost my wallet, as I was leaving from work at the end of the day. After tearing the office apart, my car apart and my coworker's car apart, I realized I must have left it at the restaurant where we had the incredible sushi. So I sped my way there as quick as possible and nearly fell down running through the front door. The young woman at the hostess desk recognized me from lunch and politely smiled and handed me my wallet. However, she had that sort of awestruck expression that you see in the old Japanese Godzilla movies... you know the one the pretty damsel makes just before the bad voice over yells, "Oh no, it's Gah-zirrah!"
Something tells me that the insane inhaling sounds that came from our table during lunch just might have made an impression we hadn't planned on.