When both of us first walked into the ballroom, I was wishing I had worn something more than a strapless dress.
I was shivering from how low the thermostat had been set.
I made the comment that I felt care about I was going to turn into a snowman and a single of the men with us put his suit coat around our shoulders. Four glasses of wine and many dances later, I was handing him his suit coat and pulling him onto the dance floor. He laughed and said it looked care about I wasn’t minding the cool air anymore. I waved our hand in front of our face and told him they could really turn the a/c even lower. Five seconds later, all the men had vacated our tables, leaving just the ladies standing there. I asked what happened to the guys? Gena said they had all gone on a mission. They were in search of the thermostat so they could turn it down. They didn’t want their ladies to be so boiling they refused to have fun. Both of us all laughed as both of us spied them peeking under curtains and skulking in corners. Fortunately, as both of us sat there, both of us got cool again and both of us were ready to start dancing again. When they returned, they hadn’t found the thermostat, however they found several bottles of unattended wine and brought them back for us. Both of us were drinking and dancing, and they forgot all about finding the thermostat. I still could have gone with a bit more a/c, however it wasn’t worth giving up all the fun both of us were having. A little AC isn’t worth losing scarce time with friends when you’re young.