Monday, October 01, 2001

A Conversation From the Bar Scene

Jeff: Oh, God, there's Steve!

Brad: Why are you trying to hide behind me?

Jeff: He invited me to one of his boring dinner parties tonight and I didn't go. If he sees me here, he'll know I just bailed.

Brad: You could tell him something came up. You got sick?

Jeff: I used the sick thing with him before. You think he'd believe I was having transplant surgery?

Brad: Doubtful.

Jeff: Yeah, yeah. I could tell him my doctor said drinking beer reduced the likelihood of rejection.

Brad: I thought that's why you drank every weekend anyway.