
Let the drinking begin. Left to right: Ro, Andrea, Warren, some dork, Ian. Everyone in the restaurant broke into applause when Ian walked in.

Someone was sitting on a funnel.

I'm probably not as drunk as I look, but I'm nowhere near sober. Judith stuck to Diet Cokes.

Adam heard all the stories he's heard before, plus a new one or two. Maybe.
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