I was at a slip-and-slide party and one of the hosts said: "You know, I've always wanted to be friends with you and Andy." And that gave me warm fuzzies. So I guess it was just a matter of putting in the time!
Ok the story of the Assassin's game. I got a text message from my ally at 2:30 am saying that my target was at a Coldtowne party. I dragged Andy there and we stalked the front yard and couldn't figure out a back way. So I finally peeked into the kitchen and saw golden curls and shot the dude, which turned out to be my ally who was already dead. My target, Ted, was wearing a hat and a black wig and I totally didn't recognize him. He chased me out, and then shot me. It was a fine way to die, I placed 4th. And now I can open my mail and not check corners when I leave the house.
I'm glad I did it because it reconnected me with the improv community :)