Ian and Travis follow Steve all the way down the back hall to a community bathroom, where Steve has a cooler full of some mysterious purple liquid perched up on one of the sinks. Passing Ian and Travis two cups, Steve says courteously, “‘Elp yu’self ta some of Steve’s Jungle Juice.”

Ian and Travis look at each other with a nervous laugh before dipping their cups in the cooler. Each tastes their drink in unison, eyeing each other, making sure the other isn’t copping out.

“Damn that’s smooth,” says Ian, licking his lips.

“What’s in it?” Travis asks.

“Buncha’ stuff,” Steve replies cryptically. “It’ll getya’ drunk,” he says, refilling his own glass.

The threesome make their way back down the hall and down the stairs to the basement. When they get back to the group, Nick asks indignantly, “Where’d you get that?”

“You know whe’ the bathroom on the back ‘all is?” Steve asks.

“Nope.”

“Go up those back stai’s, and all the way down the ‘all at the top to the bathroom. It’s in a cooler on the sink. ‘Elp yu’self—there’s a ton.”

“Cool,” Nick replies. Turning to John, he asks, “You want some?”

John shakes his head. “I’m fine.”

“C’mon,” Ian says to everyone as Nick walks off to the back hall, “let’s go up to my room and blast some tunes.”

Daphne replies, “Actually, I need to get going.”

“Aw,” Ian replies, disappointed. “You all right to drive?”

“Yeah, I’m fine.” Turning to Kristin, she asks, “You want a ride?”

“Yeah. I better go too.”

Kristin and Daphne hug Ian and Travis in turns.

“Good night,” Dizzy says to Travis.

“Drive safe, darlin’,” Travis replies.

“Hey,” Ian calls after them, “come to John’s show tomorrow.”

“What time?” Kristin asked.

“Ten-thirty.”

“Okay.”

“G’night ya’ll,” Dizzy says again as she and Kristin leave.

Collin, Travis, Steve, Ian, and John make their way out the side door of the basement, and up the stairs to Ian’s room. Collin elbows Ian on the way up.

“What?” Ian asks.

“What?” Collin mocks. “You know what.”

“Kristin?”

“See. I tol’ ya’ you knew,” Collin says with a smile.

“She’s cute as hell, isn’t she?”

“Does Lisa know?” Collin asks.

“Oh, dude, there’s nothin’ to worry about. Kristin and I are totally platonic.”

“I’m sure Lisa believes you, too.”