Just me.

You show up at the beach party and find it in full swing. There is a Beach Boys cover band and bonfire and lots of sexy women wearing MOSTLY 1960’s suits. Finding the Neapolitan Girls isn’t hard, but getting to them is a bit tricky as they do have some admiring male fans. As you approach to say hello a buff asshole in a speedo steps in your way.

“Take a hike.”

“Jeez, I’m in a frigg’n Elvis movie.” You sigh.

“{firstname}! You’re here!” The big guy gives way as Sandy runs over to you. “I’m so glad you could make it! Lisa (the blonde) was hoping you’d bring her and Veronica (the redhead) dates, but I guess we’ll just have to share you.”

“I guess so.”

The afternoon goes great! You dance with the girls and talk with each of them and you seem to meet the approval of Sandy’s friends. They even give you some space for you and Sandy to make out. The evening winds to a close after the sun goes down.

Sandy asks, “It’s getting a little cold. What should we do now?”