I made it to the bathroom, but he didn’t let go. He pulled me close to him, but only because it was crowded and loud. He said something to me and I couldn’t hear him. I shrugged my shoulders and gazed in the direction of the door to the bathroom. He said something else and what could I do. I smiled and nodded and rushed into the bathroom. I was relieved with being able to go. I think I had enough to drink and I would have to sober up to drive home.