"meeting girls in the Amber Room however is true. that is where i met him one night and he would always go there alone. i did go to his house one night with my friend, his father was sleeping, and he had a friend over. he did try and make me take a sip of a martini he made, but i did not want it."
you just called me your friend. But now, you deny your friends and family. You deny me. I would have never let you go there alone. And for the record, you did drink the martini. It was made with Grape three olives. I remember it like it was yesterday.