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Felix cocked a wry grin at Sandra's mock suggestion, commenting, "Just let me know and I'll procure the alcohol and find the maenads." He made a face. "Crevasses. What a word to use. Take all of the romance out of the orgy, why don't you?"

As much as it pleased him to find out that Tucker knew what maenads were, he could not help but feel an overwhelming sort of pleasure at seeing the gears turn. He laughed, commenting, "Glad to see you've reached the station. How does it feel to arrive at the correct conclusion?"

That part of the conversation lapsed, and he was okay with that. There was only so far a person could take a sex joke, even one with multiple participants. He snagged a bag of chips and pulled it open. "Sounds good. Let's get on with this, or I'll finish off the snacks before we've even started." He tipped his head, suddenly frowning. "Damn, I bet there's a great drinking game that corresponds to this movie. I should have picked up something stronger than soda."

The sickly boy corrected Sandra on her statement. Oh, so maenads were women, well that made a bit more sense. She sort of blocked that word out when Felix said it since she had no idea what it was. She had to read up more on literature in general if she was going to be around him more often wasn’t she? To be fair, he probably didn’t even know half of the film stuff she did. Tucker though, apparently he knew what maenads were but not orgies. If she actually knew what they were she might go further to question that aspect of him, but all she knew was that they were women. There was probably something sexual about them if Felix used them in such a manner. She was thinking about this more than she probably should. “Hey man, a hole’s a hole no matter how hard you try to pretty it up. Sounds like a plan though.”

She absently laughed along with Felix when his guest finally realised the subject matter. He really took his sweet time on that one. Anyway, before she could get sidetracked further on running a joke into the ground like a meteor impacting into the Earth she had to get the movie going. It was the entire purpose of the night to begin with so perhaps they should get a move on with that. She popped the little plastic rectangle into her VCR and static sparked off the screen as she switched it on. It needed just a little bit of time to start up because the FBI needed to pass along its warning reassure her that she should be scared to pirate. Too bad their ad didn’t stop her from doing it.

When Tucker showed his curiosity toward Bruce Lee being in the movie, she grew a childish grin and snickered. Of course he wouldn’t understand her statement. She was happy to be the one who filled him in on this subject matter though. She lived to be the bearer of such news to people who had no knowledge on it. “Oh ho ho no, not Bruce Lee. Bruce Le. Let me tell you about this little genre known as Bruceploitation. You see when Bruce Lee died his market exploded, so guess what low budget filmmakers did to earn a quick buck. They hired guys that looked like Bruce Lee and went by stage names that looked similar to his. The director of this movie is one of those people and he had Bruce Le make a cameo in order to advertise for his other movie. We can watch Clones of Bruce Lee after this if you’d like.”