BEST FRIEND: "What matches up?"
YOU: That party last week Friday. I was away with my family.
You approached them and made out with them.
AND SLEPT WITH THEM.
BEST FRIEND: "Look, I was drunk! It's not my fault! But why did they go with it then?
YOU: Oh, so you ADMIT IT THEN. Oh, and they didn't go with it. They never would.