Perhaps I was the only one laughing...

Things are pretty much okay. Or rather, as expected.

Drank some wine with a friend yesterday and the Persian dropped by. My friend then proceeded to interrogate him as if we were in some African village somewhere and a man had just come to ask for my hand in marraige.

Thank God I was drunk because it was quite embarassing. I think at one point she even asked "what are your intentions" or something equally irritating. I wanted die but thank God for the wine, because after a while, I actually began to enjoy the drama that was unfolding before my eyes. The Persian was looking straight at me and sitting upright while my friend was nodding away in deep concentration. They both seemed so serious.

At that point, looking at my friend and the Persian, I began to wonder if I was the only one laughing?