A woman stands on a half risen stage against the back wall dressed as a grey dove,two people also in dove masks (maybe they mark employee’s? The bar...ender and scary guy had a fox mask though…..) move behind her presumably to set up a play scene as everyone else stares nervously at the woman.After clearing her throat and sweeping the room with her gaze she announces that ‘the drawing of tonight’s participants is about to take place’.As soft nervous talking fills the air one of the other doves. Why do men like smart, sexy women?Opposites attract.Why is psychoanalysis so much quicker for men than for women?Men don't need to be regressed back to their c***dhood.Why are well-dressed men always married?Because their wife chooses their clothes for them.What do you call a man with only half a brain?Gifted.Why are men such wankers?Because they have a willy with a head but no brains that hangs out with two nuts and lives next door to an arsehole.What do a beer bottles and men have in. " she mumbled to herself.Millie pulled up outside Barry's house. At first she thought she'd had trouble finding the place, but once on the right street the blaring music and typical red beer cups on the cheap plastic tables set on the front lawn left no doubt in her mind.The first to notice her was her best work buddy Tessa. Tessa was a typical gal, she was funny and caring so her and Millie got along well especially combined in their shared hatred for Barry's antics.'Heey girlfriend! How're ya. I already knew that her mind was twisted. Her body was not terrific by any means. She had the kind of body you pass or the street. That was the important part, you would pass her without noticing her. Her hair was a mousy brown. Her faced showed the extra thirty or so pounds. The ones which skipped her breasts, and went right to her hips. She probably had thick thighs. Which explained the baggy men’s cut pant suit she wore. She was, to put it simply, extremely forgettable.“You get right down to.