So love

It's my brother's birthday next week and he's throwing a little dinner party. I've been graciously invited, but he has had to admit that my envelope is the only one with a single name on it. All the other guests, his friends, will be coming in pairs. Awesome.
Coincidentally, I have a previous engagement the same night - a (single) friend of mine's housewarming party. I'm not sure who else is coming, but it's bound to have a far higher solo ratio. Which makes it closer to my natural habitat.
Don't get me wrong, I love them both to death and am honoured to be invited to their homes. And I am not a single fascist who looks down on couples or avoids them at all costs. The two parties just have a different vibe about them. He'll take coats and prepare food while she'll tell you to throw your stuff in a corner and grab a drink. He'll have conversations where people illustrate their point by drawing figures on the table surface with their fingers, she'll have people gesturing and mimicing like maniacs because the music's so damn loud. Sitting versus standing. I don't have a problem with either position. I just don't know about being the only person in the room whose line of vision is at a different height than everybody else's.