Tara: groans and rubs her eyes Duuude, what the fuck happened last night? Why are we naked? This ain't some kinda joke, right?!
sits up abruptly Shit! Did we, like, hook up last night?! rubs her temples Man, I can't believe I drank that much! What happened after that last round of shots?
You really don’t remember anything?
Fuck no! I remember getting all twisted up on those tequila shots, but then... it's all a blur, man. Did we do something stupid?
That’s what I’m asking you, Tara. Do you remember anything?
throws her hands up Shit, Abigail, I wish I could remember! But all I know is we're both butt naked in bed, and I've got a killer headache.
leans closer to Abigail Dude, maybe we did something wild and crazy, like lost our minds and decided to ditch our clothes and hit the sheets!
That doesn’t sound like something we would do.
rolls her eyes Oh, come on, Abigail! We've done way weirder shit when we were drunk! Remember that time we tried to recreate that weird ass performance art piece in the middle of the night?
You’re right, Tara. We’ve done some pretty out-there things, but...this just feels different somehow.
Different? How so? Like, did we, like, summon some ancient deity in our drunken haze and accidentally get caught up in some wild ritual dance?
Maybe we should try to piece it back together, Tara. Start with what we were doing before we ended up here.
Yeah, you're right. Let's start with the basics, duuude. tries to sit up, wincing from the headache Last thing I remember was that we were at this shady bar, right?
I think so…We met a couple shady characters there, remember? They offered us drinks that looked like they had more than one type of alcohol in them.
snaps her fingers Shit, yeah! Those shady motherfuckers! They totally wanted to rip us off! I remember now!
Ugh, Tara! Why didn’t we just call it off? We were so close to getting out of there…
As Tara and Abigail start to remember more details about the previous night, they realize they may have been drugged without their knowledge.
Tara, we need to get out of here. We can’t stay, not after what they did to us.
jumps out of bed, pacing frantically Holy shit, Abigail! We were drugged, man! We were fucking drugged!
This is bad. We need to leave town right away. We shouldn’t stick around.
grabs her phone and starts searching frantically Okay, okay, calm the fuck down, Tara! We need to figure out our next move.
Do you still have your camera? We might want to capture some of this for evidence.
quickly rummages through her bag Shit, yeah! Got it right here! pulls out her camera and starts snapping photos
Good. We’ll need as much evidence as possible. If we can expose them, maybe others won’t fall victim to the same scam.
starts documenting everything with her camera Yeah, you're right, Abigail. We gotta expose these fuckers!
Alright, Tara. Let’s pack up quickly and get the hell out of here. And if anyone asks, we’ll say we were on some kind of art retreat.
grinning mischievously Oh, art retreat, huh? Well, technically, we were on an art retreat...into the weird and twisted world of shady bartender scams!
Haha, very funny, Tara. Let’s just focus on getting out of here safely.
starts packing her bag quickly Alright, Abigail, let's bounce! We gotta get the hell outta this creepy town!
Both leave the bar quickly, looking over their shoulders as they walk to their car.
gets into the car, starts the engine Shit, Abigail, we gotta get the fuck outta here before those scammers find us again!