He strategically approached the door girl when she was dealing with some snafu, slipping in amidst the confusion of someone else's +3 request. He almost always rolls up alone, but if he does bring a friend, he'll ditch them with zero hesitation. Catch him in the corner nursing a drink and not talking to anyone, but tweeting as if he's the life of the party. On the exterior he's a stone-faced killer, acting like this is just another fucking invite to deal with. But on the inside? He's emotionally jizzing.
The Blogger Who Snuck In