[ WP ] Unbeknownst to you , you meet Medusa at a bar . Luckily you have extreme social anxiety and hate eye contact .

I stared at my drink, swirling slowly, listening to the ice clink against the glass. A body settled in the chair next to me; I mumble a quick `` sorry,'' catching a quick look at the long legs of the woman next to me, her long green dress trailing behind her like a serpent's tail. 
 `` Hi there,'' I heard her say. 
 There was no way she was talking to me. I was invisible, I was undesirable, I was... me. 
 `` Well, you're not quite the level of petrified I'm used to,'' the sultry voice said, with a slight sibilant lisp. 
 `` Oh, I, uh... Hi'' 
 `` Ooh, and a charmer too. My name's Medusa, by the way.'' 
 `` The..uh... snake? Err, I mean, hi, I'm Craig.'' 
 `` Well, Craig, it's a pleasure to meet you. Bartender? I'd like a martini, on the rocks.''
