On an otherwise unremarkable afternoon, three acquaintances met for "Happy Hour".

It started with a dip - one singular dip shared between three single ladies. Too cheap to commit to staying classy, the trio relocated to another spot and (after much deliberation) ordered yet another dip to split. More sustenance was needed... but no other decisions could be made. Enough drinks had been had to land on the most logical solution to this dilemma:

"Tonight... we're going on a Dip Crawl."