Dorchester, MA. July, 2015

These are my friends Betsi and Rob at a BBQ last month. What is Rob having such a reaction to? Perhaps it's this story I heard only days after the party: Betsi had planned a date with someone she'd met online for that evening. But during the party, she received a text that her date had been in a bicycle accident, later saw Betsi's name on the calendar and no longer knew who Betsi was. (OK, I've come up with some pretty baroque excuses to get out of social engagements in the past, but this is a new one on me.)