So the 'rents are finally out of town and you've invited your next potential significant other over for dinner and some unsupervised flirtation. Armed with an airtight alibi and a detailed diagram of where everything was in the refrigerator so you can replace it accordingly, you're ready for a party on the DL: not even the neighbors will know that you had a guest over, much less an unrelated one of the opposite sex towards whom you have dubious intentions.
Despite your foolproof plan, you'll get busted anyway as a result of the men's shampoo you bought on sale at Food Lion and left in the shower and the marks that look suspiciously like lipstick on your pillow case from your late night cherry slushie.
