I pull out my cell phone to call Hamilton for a ride as we planned.

“Mady!” Hamilton yells in greeting. Without pulling the receiver from his mouth he slurs to the men. “Guys, she’s on the phone. Stop. Stop. Troy it’s your turn.” I can’t make out Troy’s words. “Bull shit!” Hamilton yells. “I call bull shit!”

Sensing something is up, I signal for the ladies to be quiet by putting my index finger over my lips and set my phone to speaker. The girls gather ...