Shane nodded and set her beer down and walked over to Dana. “Hey, Dane I think it’s time to go.” Shane grabbed Dana’s hand to try and help her off the stool, but Dana pulled her hand away.

“I got it. I’m Fine.” Dana held out her hand to emphasize her point and then slid almost gracefully off the stool. But that was all the grace that Dana had as she tried to take step forward and lost her balance. Luckily all of her friends had been braced for this moment and Dana giggled again as she fell backwards into the arms of Carmen and Shane.

“Alright let’s get her in the car.” And with those words Shane and Carmen half supported and half dragged Dana to the car

“Guys I don’t think that last shot was such a good idea.” Dana mumbled as her friends helped her out of her car. Mark pulled up a second later in Shane’s car. “I think I’m gonna be sick.” And with those words Dana threw up all over the front of her shirt.

“Oh *****. That really sucks.” Mark said. “Alright. If we take her shirt off I can carry her real fast to the door.” Shane and Carmen nodded neither one wanting to carry her into the house. They walked behind Mark as he carried Dana up to the front door.

“Why don’t you take the truck home?” Shane glanced toward Mark as she tried to find Dana’s house key with one hand and helped Carmen support Dana with the other. “I don’t think that we should leave her alone.” Shane said as she finally chose the right key and the door opened.

“Are you staying too?” Mark asked Carmen as he twirled the keys at her.

“Yeah.” Carmen nodded and threw Dana’s other arm around her shoulder. Mark said his goodnights and waited to see that the girls were ok before he turned and walked back toward Shane’s car.

“Alright, Dane I think that we should get you into the shower before you go to bed. What do you think?” Shane asked Carmen.

“Well we could, but I think that Dana would hate us in the morning. So I say that we should take her in the bathroom and clean her up the best we can and then just put her in bed.”