I had met this guy on facebook...now before you freak out, he was actually a friend of a friend of mine, so not a COMPLETE stranger. And, mostly, we had discussed books, banter, etc. When he announced that he was coming to Vegas with friends and would I meet him for drinks I thought, "Sure. Why not?"
Let me preface this by saying he truly is a nice guy. Actually, he reminds me of an old boyfriend I had in Days of Yore, who was also a producer (did I mention that about this guy?). Very Hollywood, very "let's do lunch". We met, and he's very touchy-feely, which is a little bit tough for me to do, but I managed OK. We ended up having a drink at the Tiki Room, and then went back to the Hotel to meet his friends. Also very nice people.
I admit I was a little startled when, once we were all at this lounge, he dashed off onto the dance floor and engaged the attentions of a busty blonde. Said blonde was seated at our table when I returned from the restroom, which weirded me out just slightly. I mean, wasn't this supposed to be MY date? At this point I admit I was a little burned out on the whole thing and my friend/date escorted me back to my car, kissed me goodbye, and we made plans to meet up tomorrow.
Yep, I'm doing this again. I look at it this way. He's like Vegas; nice place to visit, probably wouldn't want to live there. And there really isn't a malicious bone in his body, he's just a bit...erm...different in his outlook. Like I said, VERY Hollywood. And I'm not even touching on the various substances they were planning to indulge in back at the suite. Since I DON'T "indulge", it would have been very weird for me.
So when all is said and done, I had an okay time, and tomorrow they are all coming to my show. I made a few new friends and I figure that friendship is always a good thing!
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