Well, after the club last night, we all went straight to IHOP in Orlando. It was fun, but I couldn't eat. By the time my food came, I had to send it back because it made me nauseous. I order some french toast, but it wasn't only that. It was all the other food at the table that made me nauseous as well. So we saw this really cute waiter (not our waiter) and he was flirting with us hard. We invited him to sit at our table and he came back like twice. So we were leaving and went outside to smoke by...