To the bar!

7:54. Your heart is pounding in your chest. You are really doing this! Well, Sam is doing the heavy lifting, but still! Adrenaline is coursing through every part of your body. The anticipation is killing you! Your alarm clock ticks over to 7:55. That does it. No more waiting around. You grab your phone, open up the app Darryl installed, and dial the transceiver which should be in Sam's ear by now. You just hear static. Fuck! What if it doesn't work? You're going to fucking **** Darryl! But then you hear something else. A door opening. The din of dozens of voices talking at once. Music. It's working! "Sam? Can you hear me Sam?" Sam mutters his response under his breath, clearly not wanting to draw attention. "Yup." "Is Mandy there?" "Uh-huh." It's happening! "Ok, like we talked about. Act like you own her already. You've come to claim her. You need someone to fuck, and it's going to be her. No ifs, no buts."