She introduced me to the DJ as he was roaming the space in between songs. After a short conversation he looked at me and asked “Do you want that with ice?”
“Huh? What’s that mean?” Puzzled, I grinned wide.
“Do you want it mixed, and with ice?” he asked again
“Seriously man, I don’t get it.” I told him.
“Don’t move!” he told me.
Ok, I could do that. I gave my friend the most puzzled look I could muster and she said “He said don’t move. He’ll be back.”
Yeah I know what he said. I just don’t know what he meant!
We talked a while. Then came DJ Joe with a glass of drink. He handed it to me and I was given the next puzzle.
“Oh snap! What’s he doing. Does he want to clink glasses and say cheers? Coz I haven’t ordered a drink yet. Or is he giving me a drink? He just met me. He can’t be buying me a drink already? I’d be dead embarrassed if it wasn’t for me. Dang, here goes nothing.” So I took the drink.
Sensing that there was nothing else to do but take a sip I lifted my glass and said cheers.
“Hey, this is good. Coke and whiskey! Excellent!” I noted.
With eyes round and wide he smiled and said “JD!”
Then it hit me. “Owh! Oh! ... Wow! With ICE! Yeah! Thank you!” It was a mix of delight and amusement. I forgot that I was wearing this!

DJ Joe, what a character! Smooth sippin' indeed. I soon learned that he bought his own bottle; for work and friends.
Splendid! I've found another place where someone knows my name. And that someone is Joe! Jack I've known a long time.
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