It was a case of "Mother Knows Best" at 7th and Montana recently as an Overprotective Mother dragged her Impressionable Young Son to Our Favorite Starbucks and gave him a lecture for the ages. "Now I'm going into Starbucks for a few minutes but I want you to stay outside here," she said sternly, "I want you to watch me through the window and don't move a muscle. Not a single muscle. Do you understand me?" "Yes, mom," said the boy, who couldn't have been more than four years old. "And what do you say if anyone -- and I mean anyone -- says a word to you? Do you remember what to say?," the mother continued., "You say STRANGER DANGER and don't just say it, yell it as loud as you can. I don't care if someone just says 'hello' to you, I want you to yell STRANGER DANGER at the top of your lungs. Can you do that?" "Yes, mom," came the reply. "Good, now sit right here and I'll be right back." She started to go inside for her coffee, then turned around, stuck her head out the door and issued a reminder. "Remember, STRANGER DANGER ... and don't you forget it ... you just yell that if anyone says a word to you. Anyone at all ... Ever ... Anywhere!" I looked at the mother, then at the son, and all I could think of to say was "MOTHER SMOTHER!"