Re: 7:30 p.m., by the jukebox - alice
BB tightened her hold around Alice, gleeful in her success. "Not yet, I don't think, but maybe he'll show, maybe he won't. That's half the fun of it. I just gotta make sure you're good and liquored beforehand or I'm betting you'd pass out and, not gonna lie, I don't wanna have to explain why I'm escorting an unconscious girl home in an Uber." Not to mention she wasn't sure what drunk BB would do with an unconscious Alice, but those were thoughts better left unthought. She took another drink, swallowing down more green beer.
"C'mon, skittles. Bottoms up. How about this," she said, glancing behind her. "We'll play beer pong, but with darts, yeah?" BB pointed toward the bar's recreation area, which had as of yet gone untouched.