I checked it!
It was the night of my 21st birthday and after having waaaaay too many drinks, but before the next bathroom break, a guy that I had known in high school and always thought was kind of cute was at the bar we were at. He approached me and asked if I wanted to dance and if he could get my number. Now I was clearly intoxicated, but I smiled, kind of giggled, and said, sure! Well at that moment, one of my friends comes up to me and says, “come on, we're taking a trip to the bathroom and you're going with us.” I try to start and tell her I’m fine, I’ll stay here, and she wasn't having any of it. She took my arm and dragged me out of the bar, away from the guy, all the while giving him a death glare (I guess he was stone sober. I was too drunk to care). As we are all walking to the bathroom, I get a little obnoxious and start to complain about not getting to give my number or dance with the guy. My friend listens, but when we walk past the bar again, she doesn't let me go in to look for him. She says it’s for my best interest. Thinking back, I should have kissed her straight on the mouth. I ran into the guy when I was more sober, and he was not a nice guy. At all. By any stretch of the imagination.
So I got, and he got, checked by a good friend of mine. Who knows what would have happened if she wouldn't have been there.