Monday Evening

Monday evening Rob and I were sitting in a bar in Manhattan with Jared (Rob's best friend) and his friend Jesse (who is one of those people I liked immensely within three seconds of meeting). I sneezed, and everyone said "bless you", except Rob.

"I never say it on the first sneeze," he explained, as I sneezed again.

"There's always..." he paused as I sneezed a third time.

"...another one or two."

He grinned at me and I grinned back.

"Dude," said Jesse. "that's love."

Rob turned to me and said, "Bless you."

Then Jared and Rob did kareoke.