After Lucy's closed, she even hung out for the obligatory "holy shit, we're drunk" slice before heading back to BK. So awesome to see you, Kusum! Don't be a stranger!
Lucy's was totally empty except for one Mexican dude whom Kusum befriended (and totally surpised) with her fluent Spanish. We pretty much ended up pounding drinks and playing pool with this guy for the next two hours.
...and asked her if she wanted to head downtown with us and find another place to keep drinking! At first she was like "No, no! I have to get up early tomorrow!", but after a lil' bit of peer pressure (not even all that much, actually. Anytime a person is stealing "drinks for the road" from a club, they're probably up to keep on partying), she agreed to come with us!
Outside the club, we ran into Kusum who was planning on grabbing a cab and heading home. We couldn't help but notice that Kusum had smuggled a drink out of the bar...
Later that night, we ran into Kusum Lynn! These days she's a big shot editor at fashion magazines, but I know her from all the way back in the college days when she used to do stuff like keg-stands! (Yep, check the last photo in the entry).
