Yesterday, the Rocket Scientist and I were discussing the evening we had gone to dinner with the Resident Shrink and her friend from the East Coast. The evening when I had the "Corpse Reviver" at the British Banker's Club, and... yeah.
"You were really flirting with Max," The Rocket Scientist said, amusedly.
"Me? I never flirt. And people never flirt with me."
"Of course you were flirting. And he was flirting right back. It was really cute."*
Hmmph.
I am not flirtatious. I am not "cute." Not even remotely.
I am dark. And mysterious. And pissed-off.
So there.
*He later observed that, given how much I had had to drink, I may not be the best judge of my own behavior. I remember everything that happened, and I am pretty sure I was NOT flirting.
yes you are, from what I've seen and heard. So there :-P
ReplyDeleteI think the word 'flirt' may want some defining here.
ReplyDeleteThere might not have been specifically come-on type language used.
But there was a definite *vibe* going, in both directions.
And yes, it was cute ;-)
--Love, the Resident Shrink