"Is there anyone here who I fisted?" Brian yelled.
Among the expanse below him, several hands went up.
"Recently," Brian added.
The hands dropped down, except for one: a tall, shirtless man with brown hair who had been dancing on the main stage.
"You!" Brian yelled. "Stay right there!" He rushed down the stairs and through the crowd. The music started back up again, and Michael appeared at his side just as he reached the man.
Brian grabbed the guy and turned him halfway around. It was dark, but the letters R and H on his back were clear.
"It's him!" Michael shouted excitedly.
"This is gonna sound a bit strange," Brian said. "But did you find anything inside your ass?"
The man reached into his pocket. "Do you mean this?" The gold of the ring reflected the club lights as they swept over the dance floor.
"That's it!" Brian snatched the ring out of his hand. Then he frowned, and tossed it to Michael. "Sterilize it!"