Margot met us at the front door, and I said that I would drive, so I wouldn't be drinking any champagne that night.Margot met us at the front door, and I said that I would drive, so I wouldn't be drinking any champagne that night. "Richard is out of the country, as usual," Margot said. There was a sharp edge to the statement, but she didn't elaborate. The three of us went out to dinner and had drinks at a pretty nice place. Victoria and Margot talked up a storm, and my wife treated Margot like a big sister. I was happy to see Victoria relate so well to a mortal female. By ten o'clock, however, I was positively bored, and wished that Margot and Victoria weren't such close friends. "David?" Margot asked, forcing my brain to turn itself back on. "Are you getting bored listening to us?" I started to shake my head in denial when Margot added, "Be honest." "Yes," I admitted. "It's difficult sitting here listening to you and my wife. Sometimes, I feel like a voyeur with some of the comments you two have made." "Victoria, it sounds to me like your husband has asked us to go dancing tonight," Margot declared. A little champagne-happy, my wife concurred, sealing my fate. I didn't have time to blink before I realized I'd been set up and had. "David, you and Victoria make me feel so _young_!" Margot en- thused on the way to a nightclub. |