Negative Charge

"There's something of the old electromagnetism going on here," thought Alex as he straightened his tie in the mirror. "The electricity is palpable and the attraction is undeniable."

He stopped by the punch bowl for two cups of the potent concoction. There was no time like the present for his daredevil charm assault on the lovely Krista. He approached her deliberately, giving one eyebrow a rakish lift.

"M'lady, I have taken the liberty of procuring a cup of this festive nectar on your behalf."

"Excuse me?"

Patience. Perseverance would be rewarded. He would insert himself under that lovely skin.

"I have hailed the coachman of intoxication to your curbside, sweet maiden." Alex proffered the cup of punch.

"Oh, thanks but I'm sticking with beer tonight," Krista replied, waving a Bud Light long-neck in his face. She turned away to continue another conversation.

His ability to become subcutaneous beneath her silky smooth epidermal armor would be determined by the winner of the battle of his inchoate, instinctual id versus his unsteady, frightened super-ego. He believed the working class referred to this as "hanging in there."

"If I may be so bold as to request the honor of your accompaniance upon the dance floor of this most excellent ballroom?" he rejoined.

Krista was taken aback by his impertinence. She muttered something to her companion and moved quickly away, disappearing into the crowd.

Alex fingered his mustache and salved his wounded ego with the knowledge that electricity can also be generated by friction.

Seed words: subcutaneous, coachman, daredevil, electromagnetism, versus, insert, impertinence, inchoate, hanging, frightened