Once everything was gathered, and the drinks were poured and Brad had found a lighter in the drawer, he brought out the trio of glasses and set them carefully on the table. "Bug him later! We have all night to grill him on stuff, right now we gotta drink. Drink!" Flicking at the lighter a few times, he finally got it lit, and blazed up the tops of the shots. "Petey can sleep over and we can ask him everything we need to know then. Like why he hasn't joined the frat, you big pile of crap." Nudging Pete, grinning, Brad lifted his glass carefully and indicated that the others should do the same. "Okay, you ladies know what to do. Blow it like it's your prom date!" With a big breath, Brad blew out the flame on his drink and tossed it back.