We continued down the street, passing bar after bar hearing the late crowds drinking it up inside. Then suddenly, as we continued our path, I felt a strong tug from my side to which I almost slipped. Samantha had me by the arm. I was being dragged into either a bar or club... couldn't really tell, but it didn't really matter.
"Samantha?" I asked.
"I need a drink." She said without any emotions as we approached the bouncer.
His hand extended and she placed her ID inside. I didn't even notice when she pulled it out. He smiled and stamped her hand then extended his hand to me. I just stared at it a moment. Yes, we'll call this a moment of idiocy. So, the minute and a half it took me to final register, like a fool I fumbled through my wallet and presented him with mine as well. He took his
