So there's this restaurant called the Magic Time Machine, where all the staff dresses up and harasses you, it's a bit Mardi Gras. We used to have one in Austin, and there *is* one in San Antonio--not close enough to drive easily, but not too difficult. It used to be my roommate Badger's favorite fun-place, until they closed.
I'm organizing a trip to MTM in early August, furries only. Badger wanted to go, so I blinked at him and said, "w-e-e-l-l-l, it was going to be for the furries."
He said, and this is great, "I can pretend to be a furry."
I'm not sure you can fake that sort of thing, but it'll be good for a laugh :) Poor little Badger believes that he can't be weirded-out anymore.