Liver Massacre II: The Night Continues

We left the club and stood outside in a circle to discuss what to do next. In the distance, ten girls were standing in a circle not more than three body lengths away, so Kenny and I decided to investigate. The sources of the conversation have been removed, in order to protect privacy (and prevent embarrassment).

"What are you ladies doing tonight?" (one of us) asked, with a hint of flirtatiousness in (one of our) voice.

"She's getting married! We're out for her bachelorette party!"

"Congrats! What a lucky guy!"

"Yes he is...now eat this candy penis off her neck!" she screamed, while pointing to what appeared to be a necklace of phallic sugar candies that the bachelorette was wearing.

"Okay, I don't want the big one though, I'll only have the small one."

We sauntered over to a sculpture which resembled a pile of rubble - on second thought, it actually could have simply been rubble - and went back to the task of deciding what to do. Jen saw a bar across the street and went on to describe one of the many reasons why she does not go to the Meatpacking district (hint: it involved stumbling). At that very moment, Joe then trips and makes an inhuman yelp as he falls to the ground. He then attempts to make excuses of his blunder by making stories of make believe curbs that vanished.

The seven of us settled on some bar that we saw in passing which seemingly had a good crowd and decent music. We asked the bouncer, is there cover? No? Then let us in! We had another round of drinks, and then Hiro and I again went off to meet people. Hiro approached two Asian girls who were sitting near the bar, and with a most casual demeanor, asked how they were doing. Hiro in action reminded me of the poet Christopher George Latore Wallace, because I think that he comes across as so genuine in contrast to the ways I have seen others make their move.

Who they attractin with that line, "What's your name what's your sign"
Soon as he buy that wine I just creep up from behind
And ask what your interests are, who you be with
Things to make you smile, what numbers to dial

It was like we were at some friend's house party and he was getting to know a friend of a friend. The night ended for me when Jen, Joe, and I decided to head back early apart from the group. We ended up at a late night Chinese restaurant, reminiscing of the past two nights as if it were a long time ago.