"Nope," Millie said. "Nobody remembers anything before this morning. Pretty fucking wierd, huh?" (Even wierder than waking up in bed with three other people.)

"Well, c'mon," Millie said, leading her toward the crowd in the kitchen area. "That's May--that's her actual name. She found some ID. Those two are Francis and Ricardo--not their real names. That is 'Detective Inspector Gene Hunt' and he's a cop or something from England."

"And the cook is...uh...did we ever decide on a name for you?" Millie asked.