"You're Clay; it's nice to finally get to see you."
Tonight felt in many ways like a blind date with B's old friend S. Not that it was too terribly date like; we danced at the masquerade and had some lemonade and herbal tea over a game of chess and talked of Greek civilization and relationships fleetingly. B had given me the impression that she would talk of things out of my ken, but I was pleased to find myself with no problems. Overall a nice night.
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