Ryan and Theo get drunk... or alcohol poisoning

Because Ryan and Theo were exceptionally late, you all had little time before your time at the strip club. Mike, ever the quick thinker when it came to potential hook ups, ordered as many shots as he could. You got away with not drinking much, due to the accident, and Mike politely had a few, not to rouse suspicion. However, Ryan and Theo shot back so many glasses, you were genuinely concerned.

"Dude, I said get them drunk, not on the transplant list." you whispered to Mike, "Their livers are probably fucked!"

"Relax, it'll be fine. We'll just have beer at the strip club and maybe some more shots back at Ryan's for good measure." Mike explained.

"Fuck, I... Ugh... I hate tequila." Ryan groaned, swallowing more poison.

"You know... You know what you do love?" Theo said, "Strippers!"

"I'm get... getting married... bro!" Ryan complained, though was grinning drunkenly.

"I'm not!" Theo cheered, downing one more glass.

"Theo's right," you say, "we should probably get moving."

"Well then let's hit the road!" Mike cheers, staring at Ryan.

"Woohoo!" Ryan shouts, before falling out of the booth.