Lexie moved back into the kitchen, leaning on his forearms as he sighed. "How are you even getting there?" It was probably a dumb question, as Ginger always had a plan for this sort of thing, but he figured he needed to ask anyway.

"Phillip is letting Sam take the car! You know, since he's gone off to where ever with his girlfriend thing." Laine was not her favorite person, if only because Ginger knew a gold digger when she saw one. "You know you wanna go, it beats getting stoned here all by yourself."

Lexie snorted, before looking at Sam for a moment. "Wouldn't want to interrupt your 'alone' time."

"Ug I'm like soooo not begging you, okay." She held up hands up, a bottle in each. "Be a looooser if you wanna be. Me and Sam are like, totally going to go have an awesome time though."