Double Deuce

We didn't end up going to a party at 22 Orchard St. (Bridge got the night wrong. It was a great mistake to make in my opinion.) buuut we did do some good conversing with Steve and Dan and friends.

This is the epitome of the double deuce. Shee'sa beauty, ain't she.

Eventually we were at the bars and stumbled across a bachelorette party...

dawww

Laura saw a bar fight. and was tackled or tackled someone. not quite sure which one. But at different points in time.