Tonight -- a Sunday of all nights -- I gave in to the peer pressure from the old gang and left my warm, comfy Park Slope studio to travel 20 blocks (by BUS, can you imagine? Next relocation I must find myself a better-paid persona!) for board game night at Dio's dive (now THAT's a great name for a cheesy pub, don't you think?), The Delphi Bar.
A hume hosts it, one of Dio's regulars and unconscious victim of his charm. I think he likes the attention but -- now that he's forsworn his frat-boy ways of yore -- he's trying to keep her at bay without losing her business.
Xipe has been grumbling to me for awhile about the influx of "young blood" as he calls it -- mortals -- and seems to blame them for the lack of godly clientele recently. Personally, I think he's just annoyed that Dio finally made him cave and add the vegetarian nachos -- just as cheesy but much more work-intnesive than the ground-chuck variety -- to the menu that his regulars have been begging for.
Game night itself was not as boring as I thought it would be. My favorite was Trivial Pursuit -- the men on the opposing teams (and a few of the women -- that's the neighborhood for ya, 'natch) were so eager to declare each of my answers correct -- and my opponets unwilling to argue -- that Thena had to throw a fit (okay, not really a FIT) and insist that she ask all questions (and check the veracity of all answers). I know I'm not the smartest of my peers, but I seem to have a little more power over others (it's called a smile, ladies, among other assets) than the more surly among us.
Yay me!
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