Old Lace begrudgingly moved off the bed to make room, giving Bay a mournful look.

"Especially religious people our age," Gert said thoughtfully. "So you can probably rule out strippers, and... she probably doesn't even drink, huh?"

It already didn't sound like much of a bachelorette party at all. Not that Gert was even much of a drinker, but in this case alcohol seemed pretty inextricably tied to the concept.