"We can find you someone else to touch later, you slut," Nicole responded, causing all of the girls to laugh hysterically. I'd seen enough by this point to know that none of the girls were remotely sober. This was going to be interesting.

From the inner pocket of my tuxedo jacket, I pulled out my phone and found the playlist Rachel had helped me put together. Not knowing what else to do, I turned on the speaker -- including the swirling colored lights -- and made sure my phone was paired. Then I hit play.

I didn't even know the names of most of the songs on the playlist. Rachel...