As I was unlocking to go home, another cyclist locked at the same street sign slapped my saddle and said, "Fresh!", or at least I think that's what he said. Then another guy came up to me and asked me if I had bullhorns before (I swapped them out for narrow drops for better traffic squeezing). Then we got into a discussion about where to buy them, etc. After that, I rode home nice and easy and just enjoyed the ride after a long day at work.