We don't talk about bedbugs here for our health, people. Despite our constant chatter about these adorable, cuddly houseguests, we actually have things we'd rather be writing about. But guess what? The fucking Pavilion apparently has them, so we're being forced to ruin your morning coffee yet again. We're good at that.
A few days ago I was leaving the Theatre with my girlfriend at around 11:55 pm when I saw a bunch of men with large crates and hoses in the lobby, I asked what was going on and he said that Bed Bugs had been found in all of the older theatres with the Purple seats. Then I was at the Windsor Cafe Yesterday when I overheard some people saying that even more Bed Begs were found on the first floor of the building.
But seriously. Unless you're some sort of masochist, just stop going to this place until we get some sort of clear-cut answer about this sitch (not that we understand why you go there in the first place; you'd be better off throwing yourself in front of the F [but please don't do it during rush hour...again]).