Mitchell: Oh, perfect. No, great. If we need any socks, someone left one in the bed.
Cameron: Oh, my gosh. There is no way Crispin stays here when he comes to The Beacon.
Mitchell: What's The Beacon?
Cameron: The club that he's always raving about. It's right down the street.
Mitchell: That's where we should go. Somewhere fun for New Year's, while we're still young... ish.