Hit up a local bar

"Well, there's a bar across from the campus entrance. We can walk there, and I know one of the bartenders, so we should get a good deal."

Amy responds quickly. "That sounds great! Do we need to change into sorority slut gear, or are we fine how we are?"

You don't waste the opportunity to pay a compliment and say, "You girls are beyond fine." Amy laughs, and Lisa blushes and smiles. You collect your wallet and keys and head out the door. "Let's walk, it's gorgeous outside."

After about 15 minutes of walking, you're in front of College Station, the local bar. The doorman, Mike, recognizes you immediately, and yells, "John! Long time no see, bro!" He looks at Lisa and Amy. "Oh I see what's been keeping you busy. Am I right, bro?"

You blush hard, but Amy puts her hand on your chest and says, "Oh, we keep John VERY busy."

Mike laughs and pats you on the back, sending you into the bar. It's a relatively standard bar, with a few tables, a bar in the front with tables outside, a bar in the middle with lots of people, and a bar towards the back that seems pretty empty.