Early on in the evening,
Early on in the evening, I decided she was the prettiest girl in the bar.
And so it came to pass, that I found myself in a cab headed for the South End. I was a little nervous and excited. The South End...?
This was a mere few hours after an A/V show at which I'd performed the North End sex anthem, "Do You Two Know Each Other?" ("This song is about how you should never have to leave the North End in order to get laid!")
But it wasn't really a sexual vibe I got from her anyway. It was more like a "looking for some company" kind of vibe. Plus she was drunk, and as a rule I don't get down with drunk chicks.
So we just snuggled up and went to sleep, and I behaved like a perfect gentleman. There was no hot action. I don't even know why I'm writing about it here. Except: it was really nice. And also: I went home with her because I liked the way she expressed herself. Even though she was drunk, she spoke well.
[She stopped talking and pulled back to look at me. "Metaphorically," she said, "it's like starting a fire."]