Re: Later in the evening: Scud + Open
Danny's dad was proving to be the lamest man in existence. Laaaaaaaaaame. The guy was spending New Years Eve cleaning with the Times Square shit on mute while he listened to...some fuckin jazz or some crap. It was gross. Danny left to take a walk.
The sound of a gunshot followed by maniacal laughter was totally the party he wanted to be at. So he did what he did and just walked in the front door.
What? If people didn't want just anyone coming in then they shouldn't leave their doors unlocked. It was common sense.
"Is it?" Danny asked the guy who knew where it was at. Food table. Hell yeah. He took a chip and munched on it. "Holy shit, what's in this?"