Spurt (pun always intended)

Going back to somebody's house to watch a DVD is the cutting edge version of going back for coffee. Apparently.

It's ridiculous. Let's imagine it. You're in a bar and you're chatting up some attractive Russian. She's laughing at everything you say, a constant smile is plastered to her face. She follows you as you go to get the next round in and, to be perfectly blatant about it, is into you. Whatever you did was right. And as the music is pumping and the smoke is swirling, and there's a semi-erection bouncing inside your trousers, you lean over and whisper carefully into her ear 'Maybe we could go back to my place and watch a DVD'.

It simply doesn't sound right. Under these circumstances, why can't we be more direct. Do you fancy coming back to mine? Do you fancy having some wonderful sex back at mine? Shall we continue this conversation back at mine. I just think the DVD line is a bit... fogey. It's a bit childish. It's what you might have said at the age of ten had you the guts.

This is yet another of my problems. The lack of suitable chat lines that I can use when out on the dating scene. There must be something I can say which'll make people dissolve into a puddle at my feet. No?

On another note: Lady Macbeth has been in touch. She's forever spread smoothly half over the world. It's not that she's a feisty older woman with a great wisdom and splendor that attracts me to Lady Macbeth. It's the fact that she is eternal. She's one of the few women I know who are in full control of their destiny. She also has a flock of men strutting after her, sticking to her, like moths to a flame. Only, she's just as picky as I am, and we're on a journey to find the politest way of saying 'no thank you' because sometimes these words don't appear to have the desired effect.