I Spy with My Two Eyes

John, your best friend from high school, has invited you to his place for a get together. You've both kept in touch for a while, on and off, through college and some work experiences. You've also met each other a couple of times at each other's places. While not necessarily the best of friends, your relationship has maintained rather well over the last seven years, and you are happy to visit him one more time.

You arrive at John's rather expansive home on the beach (John inherited quite a bit of money from his grandparents; his investments ensured a rather lucrative income) ready for some good times. John has mentioned his girlfriend before; she seems to be a wonderful, sweet, and caring woman from the way he has talked and written about her, and you are anxious to meet her. John's e-mails indicate that while they aren't engaged, they do live together, and both seem to enjoy the arrangement. You've spoken with Megan on the phone a few times, and she's been very cordial with you.

You shrug as you step out of your car in John's driveway, looking again with a bit of envy at John's huge house and nice car. There is a red convertible you've never seen before, obviously Megan's ride. You walk up to the front door, and ring the doorbell repeatedly. When John opens the door, he is annoyed until he sees it is you.

"Holy shit," he says, nodding and smiling. "How the fuck are you, John?" He shakes your hand warmly and grabs one of your bags. "C'mon in, man. Party's getting started."

"Party?" you ask. John smiles and nods.

"Course. Wouldn't be right to give you lodging without entertainment, would it. It's not for a while yet, so you can meet Megan and freshen up before things get going." You nod, following John to your room. As usual, the guest bedroom is well prepared, with the TV, DVD player, and mini-fridge stuck into the far corner of the room.

"John, you rich bastard," you say. John grins and throws your bags on the ground.

"Just for that, you little punk," John says, "you can pack your own shit. I'll be down in the game room. Megan's taking a nap, so if you want to get squared away, I'll let you to it. Good to have you here, buddy."