Good thing I wasn't there...Shirley would have definitely lost her glow...and the gal who was in charge of the club would have been considering a career change...
At the end of the evening one of the ladies mentioned that she had read a book about Daniel Pearl. Ms woo-woo didn't know who he was so I piped up that he was the reported that the Islamists had murdered a couple of years ago.
She fixes me with the fish eye and says "They prefer to be called Muslims"
I shoot back, "They sawed his head off. I do not give a damn about what they prefer."
All in all a charming ending to a delightful evening.