I gulp and say to the group of people in front of me, "You see, the reason I couldn't go with you guys was because... Well... I was busy with Eve Online."
Friends and family stare at me with blank faces. "A videogame," one of them says.
"Yeah... It's very fun you know. It's a spaceship simulator where people always want to kill you and laugh at you and such..."
The people narrow their eyes. I realize I'm not improving the situation. "But it's fun I swear! I mean I used to do those same things..." I gulp, "Not the laughing part but the uh, killing part..." Silence. "But it was all in good fun! Now I'm with a group of people who help other players instead of killing them. Of course that doesn't mean other people don't want to kill me..."