I start dancing on the spot because a DJ has replaced the band, and this Sabrina Carpenter song is my jam.

"Maybe everyone else is doing it wrong," I tell Culver, who isn't dancing but is right beside me, keeping a watchful eye on things. "But I am loving this drinking thing."

I pluck two glasses of white wine from a passing server. I take a swig from mine, but Culver places his drink on the table.

He grins like he knows something I don't. "How are you feeling?"

"Great. Wonderful. And I have all this energy."

"I'll ask you the same question tomorrow morning."

"Tomorrow morning." I take a big slurp of sauvignon blanc. "Who's got time to think about that?"

"Well, since you're tipsy, I guess now's a good time to ask you."

"Ask me what?"

"Why can't you give Elsa from Frozen a balloon?"

"Are you taking advantage of me in this slightly inebriated state to subject me to one of your dad jokes?"

"Absolutely."

I giggle and go with it. "I don't know. Why can't you give Elsa a balloon?"

"Because she'll…" He brings an imaginary microphone to his mouth. "Let it go, let it goooo."

I laugh. "Look at you go. Someone liked karaoke."

He stops singing and brings me in nice and close to him. "I'm saying this now since there's a very high probability you won't remember it tomorrow, but you're right, I did like karaoke."

"I knew it." I put my drink down and grab my phone from the secret hiding spot in my costume.

"What are you doing?"

"Recording a voice note on my phone." I open the app and speak into my phone. "Culver likes karaoke."

"I spoke too soon," he grumbles.

"And he wants to do it at least once a month from now on."

"What? I never said that."

I press stop on the recording. "Too bad. And since, as you say, I likely won't remember this conversation, all I'll have to go on is the recording."

"You're evil."

I giggle for the millionth time and pick up my drink. "You know what we should do?"

"I'm afraid to answer that question."

"Don't be such a baby." I slap his rock-solid chest. "This is easily in the top five best ideas I've ever had in my whole life."

"Now I'm really scared."

I ignore him. "We should sneak around and listen in on other people's conversations."

Culver isn't reacting by jumping up and down at my brilliant idea, which is slightly weird, but whatever.