Chapter 9
"This is so illegal." Stu said whining as we waited in traffic making me roll my eyes. "Can't you see the fun part in anything?" Phil asked getting impatient and making me laugh, but then Stu just had to go and ruin my fun again by being the responsible one. "Yeah we're stuck in traffic in a stolen police car, with what is sure to be a missing child in the backseat. Which part of this is fun?" Stu asked sarcastically.
"I think the cop car part is pretty cool!" Alan said making me laugh and agree with him. "Thank you Alan and Chris." Phil said, "It is cool! Doug would love it." "Um… No he wouldn't. He would yell at us!" I objected smiling as Phil rolled his eyes at me with a smirk knowing that I was just teasing. "Chris you're not helping." He laughed. "Sorry." I mumbled giggling as he beeped the horn yelling, "Come on!"
Next thing I know Phil is pulling the car over onto the sidewalk and turning the siren on. "Check this out." I laughed as Stu complained, "Oh no. No! No Phil, don't do this." "Take it easy!" Phil and I said simultaneously. Stu starts yelling out the window yelling for people to get out of the way as Phil grabs the microphone thingy. "Attention! Attention please! Please move out of the way. I repeat! Please disperse!" I was having a blast waving at people as we passed them, but then Stu was kind of bringing me down by repeating, "Stop the car I want to get out. Stop the car I want to get out." "Ugh Stu shut up!" I yelled finally having had enough of his complaining.
"Mam in the leopard dress, you have an amazing rack!" "Phil!" I yelled, hitting his arm laughing and making him smile at me. Alan was doing his weird laugh in the back seat and Stu was telling everyone to move out of the way again. "Should have been a fucking cop!" Phil comments. I look over at him and reply, "You would look damn good in a uniform." Making us both laugh.
"This is so gross!" I whispered to Phil seeing him nod in agreement as we watched a doctor with his elderly patient. "Look I already told you. You came in here with a mild concussion, some bruised ribs. No big deal." The Doctor said sitting up after hitting the patient in the knee with the little reflex hammer. I looked over at Alan and saw him staring at the doctor and patient with an open mouth and I couldn't help but let out a giggle making Phil and Stu give me a weird looks. "Although none of you could articulate how it happened." The Doctor finished.
Phil stepped up, "Do you remember how many of us there were here?" asking the doctor that was now checking the patients throat. "Ah… No I think it was just you guys, definitely no baby and one other guy." He replied looking over at Alan, as he continued staring at the patient open mouthed. "That's our guy. Was he okay?" Stu questioned nervously. "Yeah he was fine. Just wacked out of his mind, you all were." The Doctor said as he put on a pair of plastic gloves. "Oh god, Phil! What is he going to do? No. No I can't watch this." I almost yelled as I saw the doctor stand the patient up and motion for him to turn around. Before he could get any more orders out I turned to Phil. "Imma wait out in the hallway." I could hear Phil chuckle as I high tailed it out of the room not hearing the rest of the conversation going on in the room.
A few minutes later they came out of the room and the doctor went to find Phil's patient forms. "Okay here we go. Patient Phil Wennick. 4:45am arrival. Minor concussion like I said, some bruising. Pretty standard." The Doctor rattled off as we walked down the hall. "Do you mind if I take a look? I'm actually a doctor." I bet you can guess who said that. "Yeah, you said that last night but really your just a dentist." The doctor dead panned, making me and Phil chuckle.
"Okay. This is interesting." He paused making me stop laughing and look at him as we came to a stop at a nurse's desk. "Your blood work came in this morning. Wow, they found a large amount of Roofline in your system." He finished looking up at our clueless faces. "Roof…" Phil started. The doctor rolled his eyes and explained further, "Roofline. Commonly known as the date rape drug."
Phil rolled his eyes in doubt. "What are you saying I was rapped last night?" "Actually." The doctor said flipping through the file. I could see Phil and Stu looking worried making me laugh under my breath knowing that the doctor was messing with him. "I don't think so, but someone did slip you the drug. I'm not surprised you don't remember." He finally answered, and I could hear Phil and Stu let out sighs of relief. Making me let out a snort from trying to hold my laughter in.
Then Alan just makes it better by doing his weird laugh and replying, "Doc none of us remember anything from last night. Remember?" He finishes looking at us for an answer. I'm trying not to laugh at him but sometimes it's just so damn hard not to, and it doesn't help that the guys are looking at him like he belongs in the loony ben. "Yeah, how could someone drug all of us?" Phil questioned getting to the point. "I wouldn't worry about it guys. By now the drugs are out of your system. You're going to be fine. I have to go." The doctor finished.
"Wait. Wait Doctor. Is there anything else? Like something we may have been talking about, or someplace we were going?" Stu stopped him from walking away and the doctor shook his head before stopping and thinking. "Actually there was something. You guys were talking about some wedding last night." "Yeah. No shit! Out buddy Doug's getting married tomorrow." Stu almost yelled at him. "You know what I want that hundred back. "Phil said reaching for the man. "Phil, what the hell you gave him a hundred?!" I yelled pissed.
"No. No easy." Doctor said batting Phil's hand away. "You kept talking about some wedding that you just came from. At the uh. Best Little Chapel. You guys kept saying how sick the wedding was and getting all crazy about it." He finished as I handed Phil the napkin note and a pen to write all the information down. "Okay I hope this helps guys I really have to leave." Doctor said about to walk away.
"Best Little Chapel? Do you know where that is?" Phil asked. "I do. It's at the corner of get a map and fuck off. I'm a doctor not a tour guide. Figure it out yourselves. Your big kids." The doctor said and walked off. "Jackass!" I yelled after him as Phil wrote the chapel name down.