---Stan's pov---

"You don't remember what happened last night, do you?"

"What happened?" I ask, suddenly nervous about what happened. What if I did something I'll really regret?

Bebe giggles again and opens the door, "Ask around. I'm sure someone'll tell you... Oh, and by the way, you didn't see me here."

Bebe waves and closes the door on her way out.

What the hell did I do?

I should find Kenny. Maybe he'll know.

I search a few rooms at Clyde's house when I finally find Kenny sneaking out of a room trying to - supposedly - not wake the person he slept with last night.

"Dude, Kenny," I say walking over to him.

He jumps slightly and spins in his heel towards me with a scared look, "Oh," he calms down a bit, "Last night, right?"

I nod my head, "I have no idea what happened. I heard that you could tell me what happened..." I say in hopeful tone.

He chuckles a little, "I surprised you don't remember... you're going to have a hell of a time trying explain yourself."

"Can you just tell me what happened?" I ask slightly irritated.

"I'll tell you that you should probably talk to Wendy and apologize to Kyle," Kenny says and starts to walk down the stairs.