"Ah, but perhaps it isn't the proper passing out required-" Amy broke off at the sight of the other blond of their trio, the microbiologist, Bernadette. "Bernadette, would you like to be included in our non-alcoholic pass out scheme?" she asked, voice deadpan and serious. They could always cloriform each other or knock each other out.
"It probably isn't the best idea. In a open room with numerous strange and possibly demented men around, passing out could lead to rape and not of the possibly happy fetish kind," Amy quipped, "Perhaps in a locked room? Unless, sexual intercourse is the proper action needed to spark the impossible power which spontaneously brought us here."