The Friendship Card

I have a friend. I have quite a few friends(I'm pretty popular y'know) but this one friend I'm about to tell you about,well, she's pretty special. She's quirky, by any standards and should probably come with a dictionary. She doesn't so  much make up her own words, as much as she makes up her own meanings and context. Take for a example: " You're not conducive to my brain."
Proper English words, in a real English sentence; but you still get the feeling that Shakespeare is turning in his grave.(Yes-the great inventor of words himself)

She has her supper with water, one ice-cube and tiny slice of lemon. Orders Milkshakes in clubs, and sees nothing wrong with wearing three scarves at the same time.

My friend, lets call her B, is a complete teetotaler with a  intense dislike for loud music and crowds. So convincing her to go out is like moving mountains; and convincing her to go out during the week, well, I only just stop short of blackmail. Only just.

Its Analogue Nites on Thursday. 340ml, Kenzhero.DJ 1D. Blackmail is looking like an option, or at the very least, pulling out the Friendship Card. It takes a very cold heart to say no to the Friendship Card.

I start off with the kicker. "340ml's last performance until December." She's keen. She's uber keen."When?"she asks.
"Kenzhero,as well"
"When Linda? "
"And its only R80 if you pre-buy. Thursday night."
" Thursday is a school night" I know Thursday is a school night, that's why it took me hours to find an angle with which to ask her. Thursday is also the day before Friday. Friday is the day she wants me to go to some godforsaken, armpit reeking, unclean dread lock filled poetry slam. I see a Mexican-style standoff coming into play.

I beg before she has a chance to say no. She reminds me that she has work the next day.  E-17. I make my move. If she comes to Analogue Nites,I'll take her to work, but she's one step ahead. I didn't see this move coming. " So are coming with to the poetry on Friday?"  I scramble for an answer. I know exactly what she's doing. She knows I know. I imagine her smiling, taking my queen.
Check-Mate.