Scene:
You and your two girlfriends just arrived at the venue, and you wave to the guys you were meeting here. You immediately notice the vibrating beat and crisp rhythms. You were a little hesitant to go out, but you're optimistic about the night due to the club's reputation. A half hour in, you've had your shots (etc), your lethargy is long gone, and you've become a bonafide party animal. You shout your head off to the electric crowd pleasers. As the night wears on, you realize how spacey and automatic you're all getting, not that that's a bad thing. Epiphanies come and go faster than the lights can flash. The crowd gradually calms down, preparing to go to the next spot for the night. When the DJ waves goodbye, hugs replace words.
