Twenty-one

For my friend’s birthday, a group of people got together to help her celebrate with a night on the town.  Since it was her birthday I told Ann she should choose someone for me to ask out, so she introduced me to Twenty-one.  I decided we should have a round of rapid-fire Q&A time, and I began with “vanilla wafers or thin mints.”  We carried on with this for a few minutes, and then he declared we each got one more.  He put a lot of thought into his final question, “south pole or north pole,” and right before it was time for my last one a couple of our friends walked up and started chatting with us. 

After a few minutes a long line of people came through separating us from our friends, so I told Twenty-one that I had my final question.  He said it had better be a good one since I had extra time to come up with it, and I assured him it was and then fired “date or no date” at him.  I’m pretty sure his jaw unhinged and dropped as he stared at me and asked, “Did you just ask me out?”  I smiled and said, “Yep, I’m pretty sure I did, and I think it’s hilarious that all these people are walking by so you have time to answer.  What do you think?”  He pondered the situation for a few seconds and then replied, “I mean, I kind of want to say yes, but I don’t know you.  At all.”  Laughing, I said, “That’s the point.  It’s great!”  “Okay, then, yes, get my information from Ann; she knows how to get a hold of me.”  Score!  Then I told him bye because I had another party to get to – always leave them wanting more…for once I remembered that age-old wisdom.