We’d arrived a few minutes early for our reservation at Bar Centrale, so my friend and I decided to do a loop around the block while we waited. I had recently reorganized my bookshelf and discovered that the copy of the script of The Inheritance that he’d gifted me had a perplexing photo on the front.

“It’s not actually the cast of the play!” I said to him. “It’s just four random guys. One of them looks kind of like Andrew Burnap, but it’s not him.”

“That script is from the London production,” he said.

“Andrew Burnap was in the London production!”

“Maybe it was published before he’d been cast.”

“Andrew Burnap’s name is on the cast list in the script!”

“Maybe it’s just a stock photo.”

“It’s not! It’s the same photographer who did the production photos. It makes no sense!”

We reached the corner, where traffic was stopped at a red light. It was time to turn back to the restaurant and stop arguing about this photo since we’d never know why it wasn’t Tony Award winner Andrew Burnap.

“Now that’s Andrew Burnap,” I said.

And there he was, on a Citi Bike. My friend and I did a double take, and then the light changed, and he biked off before we could bother him for a … photo.