I was friends with two drags (drag-queens) and we were at a place that was divided in two: one side was a small bathroom/bedroom-like-room in which I was in, and outside was a partying club/bar/restaurant kind of place; a large and broad room. We were just talking and chillin' while they would get dressed and prepared, and the thing that struck me the most was when I mentioned another drag that was my friend and their reaction to that person was as if she wasn't really that famous or that good and I needed not to think much of her anymore. That yes 'she' was good in his intellectual side (as a professor), but that I shouldn't worry.
And out I went with these two drags, almost felt dragish myself and loving it, and we just went outside, as to party at the other side. It did felt kind of empty though, as if the party hadn't started yet and the people were yet to come.