At some point in the night, we all had our phones out on the table and we realized that we all have a the same Sidekick3 phone (because we are all basically 13 year-old girls that IM each other incessantly).
"Hi, Mom? It's Brian. Can you pick Brandon, Gurj and me up from the mall in an hour? No, not the Ledgewood Mall, the Rockaway Mall. Yeah, ok. Meet you by the Cinnabon! Thanks, Mom!"
