Riley had retired to the sofa to sit down, already on her second cup of beer, when she felt a familiar vibration from her purse. She reached in and took out her phone, opening the message from Alex. She read through it and sent a quick reply before Rick came back over to dance some more. [i]"Out with a friend- don't tell mom and dad. -Riley"[/i].

Riley started to feel a little fuzzy, and it intensified when she started on the third. "You know what," she paused to hiccup, "I'm going home." She said to Rick, feeling like she was tripping over everything. She knew he was in no position to drive, so she stumbled outside when he walked off and took out her phone. She squinted when trying to find Alex's number. Once she found it, Riley hit the call button, but someone bumped into her, causing her to drop her phone. "Darn it." She mumbled and turned to see who bumped into her. "Where are you going, gorgeous?" Rick said playfully, his arms wrapping around her waist.. "Home." She said, starting to feel a little sick. "Ah, not without my good-night kiss." He said, puckering his lips out. "No thank you." Riley said, trying to push him off her, but to no avail.