Wait a minute. The hottie part wasn’t sarcasm, was it?
Ag, I’m not a very big person. Even with a baseball bat in my hand, I’m not a major threat to most people. At least, do some background check on just how big this “Mr. Grace” is before volunteering me for such things.
Jim
I am refraining from answering that on the grounds that I’ll end up sounding like a dirty old lady.
Mr. Grace is 6’1" and 190 lbs. Don’t let that worry you though. I’m 5’2" and :::mumble-mumble::: lbs. and I think I can take him down.
Well, he may be less than reluctant to be taken down by you.
I’ll buy you a case of beer. With my money.
In that case, let me get my ball bat and I’m on my way to Frisco. Grace, I’ll get directions when I’m in the area.
Woohoo. Grace is gonna party tonight.
Buy the case of beer. Give it to Mr. Grace instead. See Mr. Grace drink the beer. See Mr. Grace pass out. Grace may now cavort with unfettered abandon.
This solution is better because it’s non-violent.
Come to think of it, let’s pour a case of beer into Mrs. Chef too. I could sure go for a little cavortin’.
As for tonight, however, I can’t make it either. Somebody pat SkySlash on the behind for me.
sigh I guess it can be a woman who does it.
Preferably!
-SS 
Chef, I like it.
I take the case of beer from Ag.
I give it to Mr. Grace.
Mr. Grace passes out.
Grace and I cavort all evening while Ag and Sky are doing whatever they are going to do.
Wait a minute. Wait a minute. That’s not the plan.
Sure seemed like a plan to me.
Hmmmm…
Mr. Grace eh?
How’s he feel about that title?
-SS 
You’re messing up the plan. You’re supposed to get rid of Mr. Grace so that Grace can cavort with us. Come on, you can do it.
There’s one small problem with your plan. Mr. Grace does not drink alcoholic beverages. He’s never touched (or been tempted) to touch the stuff. So the question is, how’d he end up with such a lush for a wife?
That means he’s a total lightweight. I can toast him with a LOT less than a pack. This is working out soo great. Who has an IV?
Ok, looks like no one has suggestions, so Jacks Pub it’ll be. I’ll be there at 8:15, and I’ll be at the bar if I can get a seat. This place gets hella busy!
It’s 18 and up on Mondays, they’ve got a house party going on out on the patio, and Sand Volleyball for the nutjobs that are crazy enough to play in the sand while at a bar. Given the wet weather I don’t know if either of those will be going on. The patio is covered so it may be…frankly, I don’t care…I want beer, not sore muscles.
Anyway, Jacks has about 15 pool tables inside and to be honest I dont know if they charge or not to play…On second thought…I think they have a cover charge to get in there…I don’t mind paying it but since all we’re looking for is a bar, why dont we pick a new place?
Uhmmm…I have no suggestions, but a place that serves me dinner would be a plus!
Palmyra? ExTank? Adam? Zyada?
-SS
Pool tables!! Dang it, now I’m really upset that I won’t be able to make it. The hub just called and he’s on his way home with dinner.
Hey Ag, buy a round on me. That’s probably about as far as $20 will go anyway. Have fun! SkySlash, please don’t let Ag use any of those horrible pick-up lines on the girls.
“The cops think I have leprosy. Quick! Let me hide in your butt.”
I am so ready to use that one.