A Choward is a Chattering Coward.
I'll face down bear, I'll do physical battle with vicious dogs, I'll go toe to toe with people bigger than me.
Try to introduce me to new people, and I'm leaving a dust cloud behnd me in my haste to disappear.
I expect it crowds of strangers you don't like.
Don't blame you, either!
Personally, I HATE parties.
Would much rather have a quiet dinner with a friend or two than have to deal with a "room".
Gee...I see the shyness gene is universal...