Grab the liquor.

"Liquor!" you almost shout with glee. Any excuse not to walk up and down every aisle until you want to claw your eyes out.
She gives you a knowing smile and a shake of her head. "Don't take too long, buster. Speed is key today."

You head down to the liquor store and start grabbing supplies. You have plenty of cheap vodka and mixers at the house, but you like rum, and whiskey and are currently lacking. Karen likes to drink Mai Tais too, so you stock up on rum and grab a bottle of Jameson. You remember Riley posting an instagram picture of her holding an appletini, so you pick up appletini mix. If she's going to celebrate legal drinking, you want her to have something she's already enjoyed. And of course, everyone loves frozen margaritas, so Cuervo, lime juice, triple sec...etc etc.
After you've checked out, and are storing the libations in the car, you suddenly notice Zoe's beat up Malibu parked at the Black Diamond club across the street. There were three building stacked against each other in the complex: a nightclub, a bar, and a strip joint. They were all owned by the same man: A smooth dressing, smart talking black guy named "Big Tim" Davidson, and they were named the Black Diamond, the Black Steel Bar, and the Black Velvet Gentlemen's club, respectively. They were all connected in the back, and the stories that floated around the place were sometimes hard to credit: **** deals, wild sex parties, and a shooting last year that killed three people. What was Zoe's car doing there? For answer, Zoe herself emerges from the darkened entryway of the Black Diamond, walking swiftly to her car. It's hard to tell from this distance, but she looks upset. Her hair is mussed, and her face is slick with something, perhaps tears, but it's hard to make out what's happened to her. She gets in her car and pulls out tissues and wet wipes from the glove box, cleaning her face and blowing her nose, before she peels out of the parking lot and heads in the direction of your house.
Why would she be at the Black Diamond? She had danced at the Black Velvet, over three years ago, for about six months, but as far as you know, she hadn't even been back there since.

Telling yourself it's none of your business, you head back into the grocery store as Jenna's text buzzes your phone, asking what's taking you so long.

You head into the store and help Jenna with the last of the shopping. She's nearly ready to check out, and gives you an accusatory look.
"Dawdling?"
"I'm sorry babe. I got distracted."
You pile everything into the Mazda and head home, but as you pull in, you see that the travelers have already just arrived ahead of you. Zoe and Jared are greeting them on the lawn as you pull in.