Club Endless Fantasy
Ian: Hmm. I can’t say I’m up to date on my sorority humor.
Elly: One. She holds it, and the entire world revolves around her.
Ian: Funny. I take it you’re not in a sorority? :)
Elly: No, and now that I’m done with college, I don’t even have to put up with them anymore.
Ian: Oh? You graduated already? Your profile says you’re still a student.
Elly: It hasn’t been updated in a while. I got a job before graduating that didn’t require me to finish my degree.
Ian: I guess that explains why you’re always at work.
Elly: Yep!
Ian: Ready for another joke?
Elly: Absolutely!
Ian and I traded jokes, along with a few tidbits of information about ourselves, for what felt like a couple of hours—but when I looked at the clock, I realized that it was past my normal bedtime—even for a Friday night. I never even poured a second glass of wine. I was scared to admit how much I enjoyed the conversation. He was respectful when I asked him to back away from a subject, but he didn’t seem to mind any of the questions I asked. There was a part of me that was tempted to continue the conversation, but I did want to go into work the next day, so I decided it was time to call it a night.
Elly: It’s getting late. I have to work tomorrow.
Ian: On Saturday?
Elly: I have some stuff I need to catch up on.
Ian: Okay. Do you want to talk tomorrow night?
Elly: Maybe…
Ian: I’ll try to come up with a few more jokes.
Elly: How about a dirty one?
Ian: I don’t really have any of those.
Elly: I bet you can come up with one. I’ll be waiting. :)
Ian: Fine, but if I tell you a dirty joke, then I want something in return…
Elly: I reserve the right to say no.
Ian: It’s nothing bad.
Elly: Okay, what is it?
Ian: I want to see a picture of one Christmas decoration at your place…
Elly: Seriously? Why can’t you let me be a Grinch?
Ian: It’s up to you. If you want me to tell you a dirty joke, then that’s the price…
Elly: I’ll think about it. How would I send it to you anyway?
Ian: There’s a button at the bottom of the chat. All you need to do is click it and take a picture.
Elly: Okay. I’m not saying I will…