Rory and I ended up at The Rack, for date night on Wednesday. It's an interesting place that has a lot going on including sushi, pool and ping pong; and apparently it was ladies night, which meant everyone was already liquored up by the time we arrived at 9pm.
As we waited at the bar for drinks, I noticed a girl drinking a smurf blue cocktail and asked what she was drinking. She pulled a packet of sugar-free Hawaiian Punch from her handbag and asked if Rory and I would like to try "the best drink ever." I was getting ready to politely decline when Rory reached out and grabbed the packet, ripping it open and dumping it into his double vodka water. He stirred the drink and took a sip and said it was the most disgusting thing he'd ever had, but continued to drink it because the girl was watching. He's a lot nicer than I am.
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