Chameleon-like, you blend into the party, flit from conversation to conversation.
Always asking question, probing, listening.
Many people talk to you, none remember you a minute later.
Only I watch.
Until it’s my turn to feel the force of your attention and I forget what I’ve witnessed.
Forget the reason I’m here in the first place.
Lie to me, make be believe my anecdotes are funny.
Ask me anything, then hang on my every word.
Give me your full attention. Yes, I’ll wait for you to return.
Eventually, after you’ve gone with what you wanted, I emerge from your spell.