As the Village Sleeps

Okay, what is going on?

- What are you looking for? - A lighter.

Here.

- Where are you going? - Be right back.

Jason?

Jason?

It's not real. It's not real.

- Hey, Sarah. - Did you find it?

Here? It was under the couch.

I probably kicked it over. Oh, and this is for you.

What is it?

Oh, wait.

It's my dad. I can't keep lying to him.

Well, technically, you're not lying.

I mean, this is a weekend getaway

with your best friend, isn't it?

I guess.

But if anything happens to his house,

he is going to kill me.

Sarah, it's going to be fine. Finish it.

And there's more where it came from.

Mm-hmm. So is Matt on his way?

Yes. By the way, he's coming with his band.

They just wrapped a show and they were headed east anyway.

What was I supposed to say, no?

That's them.

Potheads.

Really?

It's just a working title

until they sign with an agent.

- Wait, is that Alex? - Who?

The guy right in front.

Oh, this photo's totally airbrushed.

I'm sure it's not.

Mr. Faithful.

What's the big deal?

You guys could have bumped into each other in LA.

Yes, in LA, but not in the middle

of a native reservation at my dad's place.

What did I miss?

Alex is on his way with Connie's new fuck boy.

Wait, wait, wait. Alex as in your ex?

Okay, just play it cool. I got this.

Well, I guess you were right about one thing, Sarah.

This weekend will be epic.

Shut up.

Hey, that was mine.

- Bitch. - Whore.

Oh, GPS system lost. We're here.

You sure this is the right house?

Yep, that's the one.

Hey, guys. How was the ride?

Long.

If I knew reservation didn't have street names,

I'd have had Alex bring his hipster map.

Oh, fuck off.

That map saved our ass when we got lost in Vegas.

Dude, you're the reason we got lost in Vegas.

Hey, hey, hey.

Crap. No bars? What am I supposed to do for the next hour?

Just chill. Check out the house.

You're right. I should totally story this.

So how do you pronounce it?

Nick Young.

Nick Young. You've got a rock star name.

Hell yeah I do.

You miss me?

Nope.

You asshole!

It's gonna rain later anyway.

Fuck you.

And back to my loser brother and this awesome view.

Quite a clash.

So which one of you lives here anyways?

No one. It's my dad's property.

- Nice. - Thanks.

Yeah, but we're going to have to keep it clean, though,

because her dad rented the place out,

and the people move in next week.

Oh, well, perfect.

Brought some glitter bomb. Should I go get 'em?

- Oh, he's kidding, Sarah. - Mm-hmm.

I'm obsessed with this fireplace.

It looks just like that house in Beverly Hills

where you guys had that party, remember?

The time I walked in and you blond girl?

It's cool. She's been on tour with us.

She's seen it all, the parties-

- And the baddest band in LA rocking their faces off.

Ow!

It's not gonna rain, asshole.

I'm sorry. Don't be mad at me.

Okay, what is this?

This is the proper way to drink tequila.

Oh no. Ew, ew, ew, ew, ew.

Don't be a pussy. One shot, don't sip it.

Sarah, you, too.

Here's to our epic weekend, one Sarah won't forget.

Thanks, babe. That was terrible.

That tastes like jalapeno and dog's ass.

Gross.

Oh.

- Oh my God, are you okay? - Sorry. This is your fault.

Everything is my fault.

Anyone want this?

- No. - Yeah, where's Alex?

Ooh, what are you wearing?

Sorry, gotta go. Thanks.

Hey, Sarah.

Hey.

I'm sorry. I had no reception on my cell phone.

I had to make a quick phone call.

It's all good.

So what happened there?

- Connie - Of course.

Yep.

So you're in a band now. Must be pretty busy.

We are. Started in a basement.

Now we're on tour.

I mean, it's a lot with school and all, but we manage.

Good for you.

I'll let you change.

Happy birthday.

Oh, shit.

Oh, hey, look, who's here.

- What's up, Hollywood? - Hey guys.

Good to see you two.

Nice car.

It's my birthday gift from Dad.

Of course.

We were just checking in on the house,

and we can see you called first dibs.

So we were just gonna...

Yeah, is that like your thing now?

You just hang out on the reservation?

No. We're just spending the night, I mean my friends.

Drove all the way from LA just to stay the night?

Come on. Let's go.

Wait.

Do you guys want a beer?

One drink.

Guys, get in. It's on timer.

- What's up, bitches? - Woo!

Wait, are those my edibles?

I don't know. I found 'em on the counter.

Jacey looks kind of cute.

- Connie, no. - What?

He's your stepbrother. What are you gonna do with him?

I only invited them in to be nice

so they don't narc to my dad.

So please, don't do anything stupid.

We're gonna have a sick party,