The background information on this conversation is crucial. While in Las Vegas (at a bar...the Horseshoe), we had some drinks bought for us. Being grateful, we smiled across the bar to the moustached gentlemen responsible. A few minutes later, Carin was asked by a bartender to spell "fascinated" on a napkin. Assuming that they thought we were a couple of dumb broads who couldn't spell (she is blond after all), we (mistakenly) replied with this less than cordial response. With no disprespect intended to the parties involved, the following is what we call the
"Napkin Dialogues"