Hans’s closest henchman invites a female friend (I forgot who) and I for his forthcoming birthday. While he enumerates the other expected to attend, I was inattentively scanning the invite and located myself as “Scorpion”.
What’s queer: 1.) This henchman and I never exchanged hellos. Ever. 2.) He was convincing me to attend his party while he’s a feet or two away. 3.) As far as I know, I am the one celebrating birthday.