Heading out

Your small band leaves the dorm not long after, your new fake IDs nestled away in your wallets and purses.

"The key," Salja explained, "Is to make it look like you aren't using a fake. It's okay to look a little different from the picture, but don't stress about using it, or they'll pick up on it. You don't want that."

So all of you are confident in the use of your fakes. You have to be, or you won't be getting in to the bar at all.

Mystic is nearly a half-hour walk away from the campus. Normally you would have gone with a different bar, but this one has a reputation for laziness or maybe corruption from the guys at the doors, so Wally figured that it would be the best option for getting in with the fakes. In a worst case scenario, you've got a few twenties tucked away that the seven of you have agreed to use to bribe a bouncer to get in.

Because of the walk, you decide to splurge on two cabs. You, Ashley, and Salja pile into one, while the twins, Wally, and Mary cram themselves into the other, barely fitting in the backseat of the minivan.