Carla slams down her margarita and grins.

Carla: "Okay, ladies, either I’m way more drunk than I thought, or there’s a pool party happening across the street."

Kiki giggles, almost spilling her drink, while Amy stares wide-eyed out the window. Sure enough, music blasts from the house across the street, with college kids dancing by the pool. Foam and neon lights flash as girls in bikinis run around, laughing and splashing.

Kiki: laughing "Look at them! They're practically falling over!"

Amy: chuckling "I can't believe they’re doing this in the middle of the week. I bet the neighbors are losing it."

Carla: grinning "Forget the neighbors, we need to get in on this. Free foam, free drinks, and we can show those kids how it's really done."

Carla’s eyes sparkle with excitement, already pulling on her leather jacket.

Carla: "Come on, don’t act like you’re not tempted. I know you both have a wild side. And besides, those girls need some role models."

Kiki snorts, slipping on her shoes.

Kiki: "I’m in. What’s life without a little foam and questionable decisions?"

Amy: half-laughing "Carla, we’re not exactly dressed for this... they’re practically naked!"

Carla: smirking "Who cares? We go as is. We’re moms, not nuns."

Carla finishes her drink, the reckless glint in her eyes growing.

Carla: "Last chance, ladies. Are we crashing this party or what?"

Amy sighs but grabs her jacket, smiling.

Amy: "Alright, but if we end up on social media, I’m blaming you."

They step outside into the cool night air, the thumping music drawing them in. Foam spills from the pool area, and students cheer as waves of bubbles cascade. Carla leads the charge.

Carla: yelling "Hey kiddos! You got room for a few bad moms to show you how it’s done?"

The students cheer, and Carla kicks off her shoes, stepping into the foam, grinning. Kiki and Amy follow, laughing, and dancing among the crowd.