I was back at Wilkie House, this time with #28 and friends, for a gay club. While we were paying at the door, the woman at the desk suddenly lunged forward and kissed me. After that, someone presumably made a funny comment, and we went in. In the absence of any actual information, I figured it was maybe a test to see if I was a straight girl who was going to freak out. I don’t approve of that strategy, but for me personally it was never going to be a problem. Still, who knows – I never saw this happen to anyone else going into a club.