Ignore the bouncer's suggestion and get in line

You lead the others to the back of the line. "Fuck that guy," you announce. "Don't even worry about it. Waiting in line won't take that long."

That being said, it doesn't make waiting feel like a fun time. The five of you are exhausted by the time you even get to the back of the line, making small talk with one another. Some of you see people you recognize and greet them. The conversations never last more than a few minutes at the most.

Ashley manages, in the first few minutes of arriving in the line, to get the numbers of five guys and one girl as they leave the club and walk by the line. "What?" she says. "Why should I wait until I'm inside to accept numbers?"

It takes nearly a half-hour to arrive at the front doors of the bar. Thankfully, the bouncer is someone different by now, the other guy having departed for someplace else. One by one, you all hand the new guy your fakes. You hold your breath, hoping he doesn't recognize him for what they are.