A is for Access by Ben Zvan
"Oh don't worry: we didn't mind at all: after all it was very funny"
I searched his face for any hint of sarcasm, but he held my gaze unwavering.
"Oh. Well... thanks"
"Yes, very funny indeed. The kissing and the shoulder and all that..."
I helped myself to a too-large handful of wasabi peas and groped desperately for compelling change of subject but had barely even mentioned my opinion of Jedward before my hostess edged in our direction.
"Ah, darling, I was just saying to Alibert how funny his blog was at the New Year"
"Oh yes!", she smiled, "tell me, Alibert, did Sylvie really say that to you?"
"Oh, well, I don't remember! No doubt I exaggarated a bit, you know, ha! ha! ... but hey! who would have though Simon would save them the other week, eh?"
"Oh, do you often exagerate in your blog?"
"Well, ha ha! writers' license and all that, and anyway she was hardly likely to read it, and I don't expect I'll ever meet her again"
At that precise moment,the doorbell rang. And, of course, straightaway I knew. Without a trace of a shadow of a doubt, I knew.
"You have other guests?" I asked weakly, and Mrs Botogol glanced sharply at me from across the room, "is it anybody we..."
In the far off hallway door opened and the newcomers bustled in...