After several glasses of wine and thirteen more Pac-Man attempts, Jose realized that he was improving with drink. This usually also occurred with both his billiard and bowling games. There was a curve he could note where he got better and better with more drinks until it plateaued and finally he would have that one too many, and his game would once again go to shit.
But tonight, Jose was on fire for a while, because he'd decided to try to keep the plateau going by slowing down on the drink and supplementing the buzz with brownies and coke.
Joe stood by frowning with confusion as Jose got to the twelfth board.
"This does NOT feel like Deja Vu." Joe muttered.
Jose chuckled evilly and said "Waka waka waka waka waka waka waka...", simulating Pac Man's chompy chomp chomp sound.
Lemtata stood by and rolled her eyes, then did a three pointer with the empty wine bottle from across the living room. It shattered with great dramatic effect inside the recycling bin.
Jose jolted, startled, then swore.
"I'm trying to fuckin' focus, god damn it!"
Lemtata retreated to the kitchen to retrieve yet another bottle of red. She glared at them both sardonically as she passed.
"You fucking geekazoids." She smiled and shook her head.
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