The both of you talk

"What the fuck am I supposed to do?" Alice says leaning back against the counter of the bar, one foot crossed over the other and sipping from her drink.

"Don't worry, John just got lucky." You say trying to reassure your friend, "Look, it's John out of all people. There's no way you're gonna lose, who is he even going to fuck? Jen was a wildcard, he can't go for that a second time."

"Well I hope not, we didn't specify." Alice says, as her heart drops realizing she didn't say anything about fucking Jen again.

"Nah," you say waving your hand through the air as if you were swatting the physical idea of her losing away from yourself, "Just don't worry about it, and the whole thing will take care of itself."

While you are saying all of this, you don't really believe a bit of it. You're trying to convince Alice the situation is under control, but more so, you are trying to convince yourself that the whole situation is under control. Knowing that if John gets into another girls pants tonight, your best friend is going to be forced to be his slave for 24 hours.

"Hey, what's up?" You hear from the other side of the bar, looking over to see Jake.

"Not much, how's it going with you?" You say looking towards Jake, noticing that Alice is in her own world of concern, looking off into the distance, sipping her drink occasionally.

"Pretty good, can I get a beer?" Jake asks, looking around the room as if he were lost.

You bend down and grab a room temp bottle of Coors and set it on the counter in front of Jake. He takes it, pulling out his keys with a bottle opener ready on the metal ring, popping the top off, letting a white mist roll out of the opening and taking a sip, "Thanks."

"So any luck getting laid?" You laugh, knowing the answer already.

"What do you think? No one here has good taste." Jake says laughing, noticing Alice he says, "Hey Alice, how's your night going so far?"

"Fucking horrible." Alice says plainly, turning her head to look at Jake, giving a half tired but half given up smile, "Why how's yours?"

"Well we could go into another room and I could make your night." Jake laughs knowing the answer already.

"Yeah, in your dreams." Alice laughs drinking again. It's good to see her laugh even just a little, whether it's her drink or whether it's her just letting go of the situation, it makes you feel a little better.

Looking back to Jake something catches your eye, it's a group of people, with a few key individuals.

You see John and...