A sign was posted at the front door:
G.O.B. Bluth Presents:
The Tenth Anniversary Edition of
Three Minute Dates at Caritas
hosted by A Matchmaker Named G.O.B.
Just before 6:00, the lights went dark and a sole zombie walked out onto the stage and sat down at a piano. The zombie then started playing
The Final Countdown, followed by the other zombies
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It was occurring to Alex that the room was a little warmer than she remembered it, and that she didn't really spend enough time talking to her fellow teachers. Especially not the pretty blondes.
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[Sorry, technical failure this weekend!]
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Uncomplicated Sprite in hand, she found her way to her seat and waited for her next date to show up.
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So excuse Alexander if he seemed to be somewhere else, frowning as he was when he sat down and then duly seemed to note that George was there.
"Hello," he said. "I am beginning to wonder if these date things are a very good idea at all...."
Which was a wonderful way to start, really.
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"Me, too," George said. "I mean, you have to come out here and smile and be all nice at people. I think my face is starting to get weird from all the ... uh, smiling."
The bad news was, um, it was George.
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