Bringing Out the Introvert.

I walked up to the counter in my favourite coffee shop (back in the good old days when coffee shops were still open and had counters up to which you could walk) and said to my favourite serving wench, who can be quite moody and is the most confirmed introvert I ever met:

‘I’ve been invited to Niagara by a girl from Santa Fe. Better take some strong Viagra so she doesn’t think I’m gay.’

It was the only time I ever saw her laugh.