I went on down to Jekyll's after work last night and grabbed an open stool at the bar. The place started clearing out slowly the later the hour got, but then about 1, two young ladies walked in and sat next to me at the bar. They had just come from the Firefly and had been doing an unknown amount of drinking, although they were most definitely inebriated. Curious why Corey hadn't joined me yet, I called him, but he didn't answer. About a minute later he called me back, which touched off a conversation with the two ladies. They went on about people not calling them back, shows on MTV, abusive, drug-using boyfriends, and more. They were also drinking $8+ bottles of beer. Then they begged me to buy them another bottle, insisting that they were broke. Sorry ladies: a woman drinking a beer is a woman after my heart, but I don't buy $8 beers for anyone. When 2 o'clock came, they scurried out the door, one of them vomited on the sidewalk about 100 feet west of the bar, and then they disappeared into the night.