I'm going to NYC this evening, MTA be damned

I'm taking the train from Philadelphia to New York City this evening to meet some clients for dinner. It should be an adventure when I arrive. The MTA is on strike. As I understand it from what my NYC friends tell me, cabs will pick up you and three of your closest friends (read: total freaks) and take you anywhere they feel like. For 10 bucks. So, if you can get a ride, you get it with people you don't know, for double the price. Just what I want, too, to be wedged in between strangers on the hump in the back seat of a New York taxi.

So, I'm going to abandon the "I'd rather look good than feel good" approach and go with the down coat, mittens, Merrell fur-lined boots, and ear muffs. I'll be hoofing it to the restaurant. I'm trying to see if the clients would like to eat at Pepe's in Penn Station. Would that qualify as a "nice dinner"? BTW: Jess has a few pointers, guys, in case you're wondering if pizza in a train station suffices as a "date."