Pre-party

So felt like a little outing tonight. Just a small one as you do on a Thursday. Tonight I was bought a drink by a guy who I wouldn't go to bed with if I got paid (ok, so that includes many of them but you get the idea). I said no. Only he had bought it already. So we played the game of moving the bill...back, forth, back, forth. Told him that if I accept a drink from him I would have to talk to him, be nice and whatever. He told me that there were no favours asked. Right. WRONG! But ok, he was not bad. And the waiter "recommended" him, saying this guy is ok. Turned out he was rich. Well, maybe he wasn't but his family certainly was. He has a flat in Paradeplatz (downtown Zürich where you literally walk on gold...actually it is said that one of Switzerlands gold reserves is located there)...mind you, only a 130 m2 flat (his words, not mine), and he has a putz-Angela. Anyway, I eventually accepted the drink. Well, it was already there and he was drinking something else, and there really was no other favour asked. So fine for this time. But I will still be looking out for "can I buy you a drink"-type of guys...