"Hi! Nice to meet you. My name is Anna. Yeah, this is a great party. Well, I'm friends with the deejay, so, yeah."
I see him reaching for something in his pocket as I'm explaining how I came to be here. Is it a harmonica? Is it a meatball sub? Is it an iPad? Nope! It's a digital camera. Alright. Why is he taking out his cam--wait, he's pointing it at us?
So, now I'm scooting to get into the frame and nervously smiling as he clicks away holding the camera in front of us at arm's length. I feel his other arm squirm around my waist pulling me close to him so we are in the shot. What the fuck just happened? Why is this guy taking a picture of us? We just met!
A million questions race through my head: Is he on a dare? Is he on a scavenger hunt and has to find a picture of a bewildered girl somewhere that's loud and dark? Does he have terrible short-term memory like the guy in Memento?
Has this ever happened to you? Guys, have you ever done this to a girl? What gives?