The party gets out of hand.

An all-expenses-paid cruise liner was chosen for the bachelorette party because it was seen to be the height of luxury. It meant free food, drink, and all the leisure time one could ask for while the ladies were on board the SS Awesome Excelsior. On their first night on the ship, though, they mostly indulged in the free drinks, leaving the food and leisure by the wayside for the evening.

None of the six could even remember how many rounds they had had anymore. Charlotte's bait and switch with the supposed tequila had really done a number on them, clouding their memory and their judgment. Conversations went around in circles as the ladies revealed personal secrets again and again, only for their friends to react the same way each time as they themselves had forgotten the original reveal by the time the new ones had happened.

Miguel, the bartender, didn't stop serving them drinks, even as his coworker suggested they at least slow down their service to the bachelorette party for the sake of their own livers. He had never been the type of guy to get in the way of a good time, especially when that good time made the ladies more receptive to his shameless flirting and much more willing to entertain certain risqué ideas that they might otherwise have shunned. So the drinks kept coming, long, long after they should have stopped for the night.

No one noticed as it was happening, because they were all busy with their own drunkenness, but one-by-one, the members of the bachelorette party slipped away from the main group, disappearing throughout the ship.