You leave the restaurant and head back to the resort to change into more comfortable attire. Amanda is practically bouncing all over the car excited. It's going to take Michael and Angelo about 20 mins to close anyway. You put a cute skirt and top on, refresh your make up and just as you're finishing a white BMW coupe pulls up in front of your condo.

Is that Michael? OMG that is Michael. You and Amanda rush out and pile in like giddy teenagers, with you in the passenger seat and her in the back. How much money do you make at that restaurant? you ask. I do alright he says. Obviously Amanda replies, nice car.

After a short trip, you arrive at what is obviously a hospitality dive bar. It's busy. You can hear the jukebox roaring from outside. Oh this is fucking awesome Amanda says. Michael replies, Welcome to the place ladies. Angelo is already inside. Probably has a table for us.

You sit down. Drinks are on us ladies Michael says. He orders a round of beers and two shots of jager for him and Angelo. You want a shot? he asks. Not jager you say, so he orders you and Amanda Sex on the Beach shots. They're not too strong, but you've been drinking already and now you are starting to get drunk.

After a several highball rounds, corona and jagermeister, which Michael and Angelo call the "Florida Man Duo", the boys appear to be drunk as well. You're talking. Your face is close to Mike's (which people in the bar are calling him instead of Michael).

He is super funny... and cute. You want to kiss him badly. He leans in and asks Do you party?

Confused, you say What? He taps your leg and motions down with his eyes. You look and see he is holding a bag of coke in his hand that's under the table.