"Sarah is sluttier than Daphne when she's drunk."

"What?" John asks, taken aback. You shrug, even when Alice side-eyes you, equally surprised.

"You've been trying to get with her all night yeah?" You ask, he nods. "Well, while you were off winning your bet, I was throat deep in that girl." You admit, leaving the other party out of it. "You definitely have got an in with her if she's still around. Hell, even Jake could get with her if he tried."

John hesitates, still wary. "You sure man? You're not just fucking with me right?"

You scrunch your nose in distaste, "Man, I would never fuck with you. Trust me on this. Now go find her!"

John laughs nervously, swallows, shoots Alice a glance, and rushes past you both, the back door slamming shut behind him.

You turn back to Aliceto find her looking at you weirdly.

"What's up with you?" You ask.