Best Night Ever Page #2

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I don't know.

Someone got hold of my credit card

numbers and just charged up a storm.

Oh, no!

But the credit card company

cancelled the cards.

I won't get new cards

for a couple of days.

I'm sorry.

Look, we don't need

the penthouse suite anyway.

How much for just a normal room?

I'm sorry, but we're

completely booked.

Seriously? Nothing?

I wish I could help, but there's

a shoe convention this weekend.

You're going to have a tough

time finding a room anywhere.

Check these out!

I got us bathrobes.

Egyptian cotton, super comfy.

You mind if I charge these

to the room?

What?

Okay. Okay, thank you.

Bye-bye.

Now, it's nothing fancy,

but I got us a room.

Yeah!

This isn't that bad.

Oh, God.

- What?

- Nothing. Nothing.

Home sweet home.

Ugh.

I call bed!

- Comfy?

- Yes.

Very comfy.

This place is a dump.

No, it's fine.

Oh.

What's that?

It's a black light app.

To show us if

the sheets are clean.

- Ew.

- Oh.

What? What?

Oh, my God,

I think they're moving.

Janet...

Get it off!

Get it off! Get it off! Oh, God!

What's that?

Oh, oh.

- Over here.

- Get them off!

Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Oh, no!

This is our room.

And there's

my pissed-off sister.

I can't believe we're staying.

It's Vegas.

How much time are we gonna

spend in the room anyway?

Yeah, it's about being together.

Well, I am sleeping

in the car tonight.

Let's go already!

I'll be there in a minute!

How many kids do you have?

Oh, two. My little angels. You?

No. No kids for me.

Thank you.

Okay.

To Claire.

May you and David.

Have a happy, healthy,

wonderful marriage.

Cheers!

Thanks, you guys.

You're gonna make me cry.

How about we do gifts?

Yes. Gifts. Gifts. Gifts.

Mine first.

Okay.

I just hope you don't

already have one.

Oh, pretty.

Isn't it beautiful?

I am not wearing this.

You have to.

It's your bachelorette party.

That, and you have to keep it

on all night.

For the piece de resistance...

Oh, it's so pretty, Claire.

- Oh, Claire, it got so pretty.

- You look hot.

Okay, let's just go already.

We're gonna be late.

Fire. Fire.

Your hair's on fire.

Cab should be here in a minute.

Look at my hair.

I'm getting married

in seven days.

We're going to Caesar's palace.

It's Dave.

No, let's go already.

Hey, honey. You won't believe

what just happened to me.

Hello? Hello?

He butt dialed me.

Dave.

He can't hear me at all.

Dave. Dave.

Get on all fours, bachelor boy.

Oh, sh*t.

Dave.

- Oh, my God.

- Dave!

I don't think she's okay.

Okay, if we don't hurry up,

we're gonna miss Celine Dion.

F*** Celine Dion.

It's on now.

Dj, play my sh*t again

take me off your speakerphone

I just wanna freakin' bone

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