Pratchett Romance
Friday afternoon. We're sitting in a vegetarian restaurant with incessant fiddle music playing in the back.
Moth: "How many fiddle players are there in the band?' - 'I think there are nine violinists in the orchestra."
Me (after a moment's consideration): Masquerade.
Moth (astonished): Yes! How did you know?
Me: There were two options.
Moth: What was the other one?
Me: Soul Music.
Moth: *gives me the most loving look ever, saying nothing for a long while*
Romance.
Moth: "How many fiddle players are there in the band?' - 'I think there are nine violinists in the orchestra."
Me (after a moment's consideration): Masquerade.
Moth (astonished): Yes! How did you know?
Me: There were two options.
Moth: What was the other one?
Me: Soul Music.
Moth: *gives me the most loving look ever, saying nothing for a long while*
Romance.