Cheating Bastard: [blank stare]
Me: no hard feelings, OK?
CB: [pause] since when?
Me: since whenever, man
CB: [with questioning look] why?
Me: because you lied to me and I don't appreciate being lied to.
CB [confused shrug and headshake]
Me: you @$%&ed up. All you had to do was tell the truth.
CB: Man, honestly, I don't have anything to say to you
Me: That's fine. I just saw you and I wanted to let you know that I'm not going to interfere with your night and I expect the same. OK?
CB: [uncertain nod]
Me: K. Have fun
CB: [another uncertain nod]
Me: [smile, turn, walk away]
...and now I wonder why I didn't ask why...but his expression told me that he did get what he deserved...
K: in every break up there is a winner and a loser. Usually the winner wins by a tiny margin. You won by a landslide. He will never forget you and he will never get over this...well...he might get 90% over it, but someday 30 years down the road he's gonna be married and he's gonna be sitting on the couch and his wife's gonna be out somewhere and he's gonna be thinking of you. Guys don't show vulnerability like that either. For him to come out and ask you why...it's been eating at him.
Me: you really think so?
K: [unexpectedly kisses me]
Me: OK, this is awkward. I'm sorry, I can't do this.
K: why's that?
Me: [thinking...ruling out possible answers] I'm just not in a good place right now (partial truth after earlier run in with CB).
K: that's cool.
Me: K. Good. You seem like a good guy and all and I'm sorry for making you feel awkward, but I just can't.
K: that's alright [hugs me]
Me: Well I think I'm going to head home.
K: Really? Well I think you're really cool and I'd like you to stay. We don't have to do anything.
Me: Thanks...but I'm calling a cab and I'm gonna go home (translation: I wasn't born yesterday and I know damned well if I stay you're gonna try).
K: You're gonna leave me here with them?
Me: yup. 'fraid so.
K: The cab won't be here for a little while though...[tries to kiss me again]
Me: No, seriously. I'm going. Later. Have a good night. [all but dashing through the door with my sandals undone]