There was another group of casually-dressed white collar co-workers there--it turned out that they were from Print Cafe, in the Strip.
While we ate, one of the Print Cafe guys was talking about the problems of synchronization with multi-threading. He couldn't remember the word "atomic" and was using "autonomous" instead, and I found myself really wanting to interrupt "helpfully" and suggest the correct word. But I didn't.
All through lunch, though, I listened to him talking about workarounds for the fact that their language didn't have any synchronization. And I was quietly thinking to myself, "You are so doomed."
I wish them well, but I still think they're up a creek.