Heather and Steve in quieter times.

Dane won't leave his martini making post.

Jay loves his pink martinis.

Brian and Sam wax philosophic about the benefits of 2 vs. 3-ply toilet paper.

You'd think the Zoolander thing would be getting old by now...but then you'd be wrong.

Dane, the martini master.

Ken gets affectionate with a bottle of liquor.

Jay and Lisa enjoy another fine martini.

5 black guys, two blondes, and the token white sk8ter boi.

Big John inspects the martini glass for cleanliness.

Steve pauses to admire the bushes.

Dane imitates Heather's trademark pose.

A good reason to go to the bar.

Dane, Kenny and Brian.

Steve's sneer is an indication of the coming debauchery.

Heather and Kenny.

Jay subtly checks out a babe.

Brian and Big John.

Heather and Sam.

Kenny grimaces from the effort of taking yet another self-portrait.

Heather smears butter on her temples so Steve will kiss her there more often.

An unsuccessful attempt to keep Dane out of the pictures.

"Look at me! I'm raising my arm!"

"Whatcho talkin' about Willis?"

"Rawk on, dudes!"

The fingers over the head trick.  That's a good one.

Jaclyn arrives with more drinks.

Heather blocks Steve from buying yet another drink. 

Hobnobbing with the owner.

The ever-gracious Steve greets another newcomer to the bar.

"So Steve, how many times have you touched cloth tonight?"

Tim quietly surveys the surroundings.

Dane's now infamous tongue gets acquainted with Steve's armpit.

Steve violently objects to insinuations that he enjoyed Dane's tongue lashing.

Jay and Lisa stay out of it.

Heather and Lisa.

I can't even describe what Steve is doing.

"Hoo boy, another picture!"

"She's the one causing the ruckus."