I'm used to it. My sister Adrienne does it all of the time. Lol. "Look, he wouldn't even talk to me unless I had a drink with him. And then it took three shots of something called tequila(yuck, IMO) just to find out that he was the one we're looking for. And I've spent the last 20 minutes trying to keep his hands off me. So don't go criticizing my counseling technique." "Sorry" "It's a primitive culture. I'm just trying to blend in." "You're blended, all right" Good old Encounter at Farpoint That would be far too confusing.