They head to the night club

"Come on, don't be a party pooper!" Candy says determinedly and burps. "Let's go to the Paradise night club! Time for a lil' glamor!" - "Okay, fine with me", Roxy finally gives in. "Just let us do a little pregaming. I need more liquid courage before I'm ready to take on those stylish girlies at the club."

The busty Asian lifts the vodka bottle to her full wet lips and drinks. Reveling in her intoxication, she drinks and drinks until the bottle is nearly empty. Gasping for air, she drops the container and emits a long drawn-out burp.

Roxy is now drunker than she has ever been. Her grip on the steering wheel loosens dangerously, and the Honda begins to weave all over the road. Some oncoming vehicles blow their horns, but the shitfaced Asian doesn't even notice it. Candy is busy guzzling the remaining liquor that Roxy has left in the bottle, so she only grunts absent-mindedly.

Suddenly, a violent wave of nausea washes over Roxy's fuzzy brain. Stomping onto the brake, she barely manages to stop the car and jump out before she starts to vomit in continuing spasms. Only after five minutes of constant barfing and after emptying even the deepest depths of her suffering stomach, Roxy is able to prop herself up and walk the few steps back to the car.

Candy's blurry shape is waiting for her at the driver's door. Squinting her eyes, Roxy giggles and slurs: "I'm shorry, honey, but I ... hic ... I guesh we bedder call it a nite." Candy shakes her head in exasperation. "Get in the car, you drunken sot!" she commands. "I'm driving!"

Her disappointment sobers her up enough to make the way without incident, and twenty minutes later, the busty blonde parks her Honda crookedly across two spaces just in front of their apartment. Groggily, the drunken women stumble up the stairs, enter their residence, drop onto the couch and instantly fall asleep. The next day, they awake with a massive hangover, but without any irreparable damage done to themselves or other persons.

THE END - You score 50 points.