The male perspective

OK, so I decided that the theater committee needed to have a meeting, mostly because Charlie makes a killer dip, but thats beside the point. We decided to get together to talk about next years lineup. So, we have about 5 couples, plus some teens on our committee. So I decide to make this shin dig at my house so we can send the kids downstairs to play the wee and pool, (only in this day and age does that make sense) and the "adults" would have our "Meeting" upstairs. So I decided that this would be a appetizer, and dessert meeting because you know, food makes everything, especially meetings more pleasant, and it gave us another way to get Charlie to bring his dip. Well the first "couple" arrived. No couple, just husband. No problem. Now the second couple arrived, and low and behold, just another husband. Hmmmm. Then the third "couple" arrive and yes, you guessed it, wife is nowhere to be seen. So the last couple is scheduled and the doorbell rings, and I open to see husband number 4 standing there with dip and chips in his hand, I start to laugh and said "you have got to be kidding me" he looks at the chips and pouts slightly and said "What? chips aren't appetizer enough?". I laugh and said, you are just another hubby sans wife. "No, she's getting the kids from the car, what? isn't' this a family thing?" I smiled and smirked, took his chips and dip and invited them in. So we are all sitting in my front room and I bring out the play titles. "Lets see" I said looking over the choices "We have sleeping beauty, Rebbecca of sunny brook farm, another play involving a princess who needs to rescued or kissed or something of that nature" I look around at the mostly male committee members and they in turn are looking at me, each saying (with their eyes, of course) "Really? Thats what we have to choose from?" Then I say, "Ok, what do you guys think?" Usually by now I have the wives saying "aww, that is such a romantic story" or "that is soo sweet" or "Cute" or "adorable" and many words along that vein. But instead I get looks. Then the guys whose chips I apparently insulted, chimes in "What about the Three musketeers, or Robin Hood?" The other guys go from looking slightly lethargic to slightly interested, and start chiming in "Yeah, what about Don Quixote?"
"Sure, Why not?" I answer back, then they started getting all, dare I say, giddy? About what options we could present. So to make a long story even longer, we decided on doing "Don Quixote" as our next play, then "Sleeping Beauty" (I had to put fairy tale in the mix) Then "The Enchanted Attic"
So at the end of this interesting night, I bid farewell to those now chatty, giddy, husbands, as they share ideas.
Now husband with the insulted chips comes up to me and says, "Hey, I think this will be a fun year, and thanks for everything, its nice to have an opinion on the plays"
I say "No problem, its nice to have a male perspective. I'm glad you guys came"
Then as he about to drive away, and the testosterone is finally dissipating from my front room he yells out the window, "Next time I will bring Quiche"