But the biggest reason I did not want to go to the party was that my usual companion Rachel would not be attending with me.
She had called me this morning and begged to cancel at the last minute.
So at the last minute, I had to scramble to find someone I could convince to go with me.
Since I don't really have a lot of attractive young women as friends, and since the agency didn't have anyone available as a substitute for Rachel (and to tell the truth, I probably wouldn't have taken a sub anyway), I called the only person I knew who could fulfill the "aesthetic" requirements of being my companion.
She really can do anything - except maybe use the Men's Restroom.