Life, and Other Absurdities.

Rose seems to have come out of her state of severe inebriation and is now looking around dazedly, trying to assess her surroundings. When she realizes who she's hooking up with, I detect a look of panic in her eye. She catches sight of me and turns her partner so that his back is to me.

"Helllllp!!!" She mouths, pointing at him frantically. "Hellllllp!!!"

More than happy to abandon my current dance partner, I feign dismay and make my way over to Rose. I tap her on the shoulder.

"I'm sooooo sorry!" I shout over the music. "We have to go!"

"Oh nooooo!" She cries while attempting to disentangle herself from the unrelenting grip of Green Collar Guy's Friend. Finally, I lend a hand and we manage to shove him out of the way apologetically before making a break for the door. Unfortunately, now is when all the good looking guys finally decide to come out of the woodwork and intercept us on our way there.

"Hey, haven't I seen you here before?" A tall dark and handsome specimen corners me.

Rose has been nabbed by the cute Scottish guy from earlier. We engage in speed flirtation as Green Collar Guy's friend approaches; 5, 4, 3, 2,

"Ok, really gotta go this time!" I grab Rose and we wave goodbye to our prospective suitors who will hopefully be there again tomorrow, that is, tonight.

"Hey, I'm 17!" I announce as we exit the club. "Even in American time!"