When I first started seeing
darthcynthia, I did a card trick for her.
I riffled through a deck of cards, telling her to tell ME when to stop.
She said "STOP!" and I did.
She looked at her card. She put it back int he deck and I shuffled it. "Is that your card?" I said, producing the WRONG card.
"No," she said. I could tell she felt bad for me. Back to the deck.
"Is THAT your card?"
She looked SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO sorry for me. "No, it's not."
"Damn," I said...
Back to the deck and another card produced that wasn't her card. But still, I said it: "Is THAT your card."
And again, she cringed and said, "No, it isn't."
"I guess I need more practice," I said. "Thanks for humoring me."
We were heading out to go juggle (because we're geeks). I opened the door for Cynthia, as I still do almost 20 years later. When I got into the truck, I said, "Man, I wish I got that card trick right. I think I have the instructions in the glove compartment."
She opened the glove compartment, and I pointed to a sealed envelope. I asked Cynthia to open it and look inside. As she pulled out the Three of Clubs I said, "Is THAT your card?" and she screamed!
Like TOTALLY screamed!
Now, all these years later, when I do a card force on her and act all goofy, she laughs.