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Madison chucked the bottle off the side. Well that didn't work. Okay, time for a new plan, but he didn't have to think of one. Vashti saved the day. 

[color=darkcyan]“Dude, I’ve been to resorts like these before. Everything’s watered down it’s a total fucking sham. We should go somewhere cooler! Surely there’s a club on the beach that’s better than this tourist trap. Drinking...dancing…Hot guys…”[/color]

He caught her look and smiled. He didn't want her to know he wasn't thrilled of the idea of them going to party and drink. That's not a good idea, but he didn't speak out about it. Better to get Madison out of here first, then protest the idea. Yeah. That'd work. Madison promptly squeezed her breast. Herik looked away. Oh boy. Okay. Yeah, they needed to go. He didn't want her to do anything else that'd she be embarrassed about later. At least she was up for it. Vashti led them to the elevator, while Taylor and Claudette half carried Madison out. He looked at the meeting one last time. They were still talking. That's not good. It didn't take time to tell someone no. He'll know how bad it is when they have their next meeting. They got on the elevator when it came up. It was just as hot as before, but there was more room.

"There's this place near my job we can go to. Great food for good prices and it's still by the beach if you really want to go. It's called Adrian's Skillet. It's a mom and pop diner, but good vibes and good people. It'd be best to get something in her stomach." Plus he was starving. He hasn't eaten since lunch. The portion sizes should be enough to soak up all of Madison's liquor. "Eat first, then beach. I've saved the lives of many people that thought it was a good idea to swim under the influence. Don't want to make an example out of Madison." Plus, he didn't think she'd be receptive to getting CPR from him if she drowned.