Game 2 | Game 2 Outline |
You arrive at the disco, and as usual, the world's most awful music is blaring from speakers in all directions. Where do they get this stuff?
You pay the cover charge and walk inside, carrying the pie in your left hand. You go over to the bar and order a soft drink. No sooner do you raise your lips to the straw than you see a woman approaching, followed by another . . . and another!
"I'm Gwendolyn," says the first one. "I couldn't help noticing your pie. How flaky it looks!"
"Thanks," you say, blushing.
"Excuse me," the second woman requests while coming between you and Gwendolyn. "I am a pie expert, and I've never seen one richer-looking than yours. Could we exchange recipes?"
Written by Joey Liverwurst