Reunion
Mrs. Frankenstein, the Wolfman, and the Creature from the Black Lagoon stand up immediately. They look between where they think you are and where Dracula is. Dracula waves them away, and you decline as well. You haven't smoked that stuff in years and there is no need to do so now.
You sit across from Dracula in silence for a short while, he looking around the bar while you stare at the form of the Mummy who is passed out beside a mug of brew, face down on the table.
"Are you still there, Invisible?" Dracula asks.
"Yeah." You reply.
"I have noticed something about this bar that does not sit so vell vith me." He says to you in a low tone.
"What's that?" You ask.
"Do you see any vimen in here?" He asks.
You look around and are surprised to locate so few women within. But there are a few, and you point them out to lord of vampires.
"No, no." He says. "That viman," He says pointing at one of the three you directed him to, "has a mustache. That vun has to be the most masculine looking viman I ever have seen. And that one," He says pointing to the third, "Has an erection."
You take all of this in and realize he is right. "My word." You say aloud.
"Yes," He says, "The Monsters Lounge is a gay monsters lounge."
"Damn," You exclaim, "You are one observant fucking vampire."
"I vish that vas the case. I vas actually tipped off to the fact vhen one of the men grabbed at my ass. You are lucky you are invisible in a situation like this." He says to you.
"I guess so." You say, drinking more of your beer.
"Why don't you go grab us some more beers?" You ask of him.
"Give me some money, friend." He says to you.
"I haven't got any." You reply. "Why don't you check and see if any one wants to buy you a drink?"
"I don't think so, Invisible." He says.
"Why not?" You ask. "You were apparently born with an attractive quality that members of your own gender cannot resist. Use this to your advantage, Dracula. Get us some free beer."
He considers this for a moment. "You are right." He says. "I vill do so."
As he stands up and begins his walk to the bar, you call after him with a reminder. "Just don't feed, Drac! You could get AIDS!"
He displays to you the longest of his fingers as he goes to the bar.
Your eyes stray once again to the unconscious form of the Mummy at the table. He hasn't so much as twitched once since you arrived, and you were kind of hoping to talk with him a little today.
You sit across from Dracula in silence for a short while, he looking around the bar while you stare at the form of the Mummy who is passed out beside a mug of brew, face down on the table.
"Are you still there, Invisible?" Dracula asks.
"Yeah." You reply.
"I have noticed something about this bar that does not sit so vell vith me." He says to you in a low tone.
"What's that?" You ask.
"Do you see any vimen in here?" He asks.
You look around and are surprised to locate so few women within. But there are a few, and you point them out to lord of vampires.
"No, no." He says. "That viman," He says pointing at one of the three you directed him to, "has a mustache. That vun has to be the most masculine looking viman I ever have seen. And that one," He says pointing to the third, "Has an erection."
You take all of this in and realize he is right. "My word." You say aloud.
"Yes," He says, "The Monsters Lounge is a gay monsters lounge."
"Damn," You exclaim, "You are one observant fucking vampire."
"I vish that vas the case. I vas actually tipped off to the fact vhen one of the men grabbed at my ass. You are lucky you are invisible in a situation like this." He says to you.
"I guess so." You say, drinking more of your beer.
"Why don't you go grab us some more beers?" You ask of him.
"Give me some money, friend." He says to you.
"I haven't got any." You reply. "Why don't you check and see if any one wants to buy you a drink?"
"I don't think so, Invisible." He says.
"Why not?" You ask. "You were apparently born with an attractive quality that members of your own gender cannot resist. Use this to your advantage, Dracula. Get us some free beer."
He considers this for a moment. "You are right." He says. "I vill do so."
As he stands up and begins his walk to the bar, you call after him with a reminder. "Just don't feed, Drac! You could get AIDS!"
He displays to you the longest of his fingers as he goes to the bar.
Your eyes stray once again to the unconscious form of the Mummy at the table. He hasn't so much as twitched once since you arrived, and you were kind of hoping to talk with him a little today.