This past Monday was my friend Libby’s 22nd birthday, and
like any good friend with a serious case of FOMO, I wasn’t about to miss it. I
met Libby last summer through mutual friends, and we immediately clicked. We
kept discovering more and more shared connections, the kind that make you
wonder how your paths hadn’t crossed years ago.
We went to Bar Louie at Levis Commons, one of my favorite
spots for happy hour. I decided to try a new drink, the s’mores martini, and it
instantly became the best martini I’ve ever had. It tasted just like the name
suggests and even looked adorable, topped with the perfect toasted marshmallow.
While we were there, I met a girl whose boyfriend happens to
be friends with someone I know at Ohio Northern University. This was especially
interesting because my roommate and I have been trying to figure out what
happened between that person and their ex. We’re admittedly nosey, but we own
it.
And yes—she told me everything. I won’t spill anyone’s
business publicly, but just know my roommate and I were right all along. I’m
starting to think one of my hidden talents is getting information out of
people. It’s practically an art form.
If you ever need to uncover a little harmless tea, my method
is simple:
- Act
shocked. Pretend you know absolutely nothing, even if you’ve already heard
the story twice.
- Ask
the most invasive, intrusive question — the one everyone else tiptoes
around.
- Immediately
follow it with, “You don’t have to answer if you don’t want to.” This is
crucial. They will answer every time.
By the end of the night, Libby had a great birthday, I had a
great martini and my roommate had fresh tea waiting for her. I’d call that a
successful Monday.

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