We get our own drinks this time. "Do you need our order again?"
Wedding Story #2...See, I'm Asian.
As the late-goers shuffle inside to dance to jams and do their best at taking down this not so "mini" bar, I linger outside chatting with two other people.
Just as the music turns to full volume the three of us hear very loud and distinct "Pop, pop, pops" coming from around the next building over, definitely near the reception party area.
A second passes where the three of us don't move, one guys moves to the side of our building to peak around the corner when we hear tires screeching and the "vroom" of an accelerating car. The three of us dart inside, no one inside can hear a thing over the music. I shut it off, the other two lock the door, draw the curtains, and turn off the lights.
Everyone is yelling what the heck is going on, we say shut up. Then we see the headlights of a car passing the window and the car engine fades away.