"Sure, wanna sit and chat?"
"Of course! Want to make out?"
"Yeah, thanks! Catch ya later!"
"Hmmm . . . I don't know."
"Sounds good. Want my number?"
"No, thanks. I've got a boyfriend."
Whoever wants to go with me — I'm not picky.
My best girlfriends are coming.
I fly solo.
It'll be a group of friends.
Just a wingwoman for me.
I'm bringing my significant other.
Watching the Summer blockbusters
Lying out by the pool
Ogling shirtless guys at the beach
Reading at the park
The cost of booze
When your phone dies
Running into people you'd rather not see
When there aren't any cute guys
Waiting in lines
Having to use Porta-Pottys