About a year ago, I had a very drunken and delightful one-night-stand with a boy we'll call B. I met B. through his friend T., who is a friend of my good friend M. (Stay with me here, folks...)
Since then, every time I've seen T. he always manages to bring up B.'s name and then gives me this really sleazy wink and says "You DO remember B., don't you?". Well, this happened again last night and I finally just looked at T. and said, "Yes, I remember fucking your friend. Now can we talk about something else?"