Faith and Devon stumbled through the foyer of the mansion, giggling, each with a joint in their mouth as they passed a bottle of tequila between them.
"Shhhh!" Faith giggled.
Devon collapsed into giggles and almost dropped the bottle.
"Don't drop the bottle!" Faith hissed.
"Shhhh!" Devon shot at her.
She helped him to his feet and took the bottle from him, having a swig.
"Hey, another joint, I'm out," Faith said.
Devon handed her one and lit it, then led her into the rec room.
"Hello all! We are here!" he announced.
Faith laughed and took a hit of her joint.
"Shit, it smells like bong water in here," she commented.
"Ah, Faith babe, that's probably my bong," Devon replied.
"Bong water! Yeah baby! Oh! Hey, where's Oz and Willow?" she asked, looking around.
"They parked the van," Devon announced to the students in the rec room.
"We got the good shit, yeah!" Faith sang.
"Hey, let's get retarded in here!" Devon chimed in with a new song.
"How funny was that club! Do the 'Hey Mama' thing again!"
Faith giggled and sticking her joint in her mouth, she started to dance, pumping her fists in the air and moving her hips.
"Hey Mama! It's that shit that make you groove mama!"
"Get on the floor and move you're booty mama!"
Faith looked around and grinned.
"Come on, let's go get some food."
Devon laughed and saluted.
"Yeah! Munchies!"
Faith and Devon stumbled around for a moment as they went to get more alcohol and food, singing together.
"Hey mama!"