Sittin' at a Bar by Rehab was playing over the speakers

Sittin' at a Bar by Rehab was playing over the speakers. That song is like the hillbilly story of life. Massie was dancing around (more like falling around).

"This song is about me!" she mumbled tipsily.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA", Claire was also drunk.

Alicia was in the bathroom throwing up.

Kristen was at the hotel studying…go figure.

Dylan hadn't had one drink because she was watching her weight. Thank god for her.

"Massie this song is like the exact opposite of you. I think you've one tee many martunis.

The girls were in Italy, where the legal drinking age is 16.

Dylan with the help of Derrick and Cam dragged the girls out to the car, which was no longer there.

" Where the hell is that guy?!" Dylan just wanted to go back to the hotel.

" Yes, hello. You were supposed to wait out here. Was there like an emergency at the limo agency? Did you rip your hat or something? Gawd just get back here!"

" I'm the last unicorn! I'm alive! I'm alive!" Massie started singing.

"Massie, shut up."

"No, YOU SHUT UP! Ha Ha Ha oww!" Massie was laughing so hard and slow she couldn't breath.

Alicia was jazz walking and kept falling over.

Claire was now throwing up on the sidewalk and trying to kiss cam who was begging Dylan to stop her.

The limo pulled up but this time it was a cute guy about their age. " Hi. I'm Dylan." Dylan said as cutely as possible. "Roggerri."

As they dragged the other girls out of the car Dylan handed Alicia's limp unconscious body to Cam and told him that she would be up in a few minutes.

" Hey, we have an extra ticket for the Wimbledon match tomorrow. I don't have it now but if you meet me there at 10 tomorrow it's yours."

"Promettere."

" What?"

Roggerri laughed and said "It means promise."