I convinced a friend of mine to go to yoga with me over the weekend. After our session he and I went to grab a bite to eat and had the following conversation over dinner.
Him: Did you see they were having a pot-luck?
Me: No. Too bad we didn't know that earlier. We could've gone.
Him: It's not today. They're having it to celebrate the anniversary of the yoga studio. I forgot the date already, but it's sometime in the next few weekends. I'll go with you if you want.
Me: We should go. It could be a good way for me to meet some of those hot girls that are always there. Maybe find out which of them have boyfriends and which don't.
Him: Why? So you'll know which ones you can stare at and do nothing about?