tammy's last drink (sometime in fall 2002)

had a small reunion in boston, there was a group trip planned and T was to join everyone after writing her cpa exam in maine. at legal seafood, enjoying the great company and private room, T wanted a celebratory drink, G had a bad feeling and suggested T refrain. But T was stubborn about it and had herself a margarita - non-virgin. T made it through the lobster bisque appetizer and began to feast on her fish when all of a sudden she wouldn't talk or eat. T bolted from the table and ran to the front door b/c she couldn't open her mouth to ask where the restrooms were. right out the front door she puked up her delicious meal. hick, who was having a break outside the restaurant, and unfortunately got cut out of the picture because the servers didn't think he was important, warned the line-up of people waiting to get into legal seafood to 'stay away from the bisque' and watched as some would-be patrons left the line. G turns a bit sour as he realises his fun that night would be comprimised, especially since he tried to avoid this whole situation by suggesting T not drink. G dropped T off at the hotel where she would sleep it off alone as the rest of the group partied it up in boston on the first night. T is exempt from ever having to drink.