By the time Don got into the bathroom, shut the door, and removed his father from his pocket, Paul was furious.
"I can't believe you brought me here!" he squeaked up at his gigantic oldest son.
Chastened, Don put his father down on the wet and stained sink. "I'm sorry, Dad, but I didn't know what to do! Jared wouldn't take no for an answer, and it would have looked weird if I tried to get away. I didn't want anyone to find out about you!"
"So you bring me to a party with dozens of people. Good job," Paul grunted, pissed that his own offspring could have so little common sense.
"I guess I'll take you home now," Don said, just as a knock on the bathroom door startled both of them.
"Uh, just a minute!"
"DeSoto, are you in there? Let me in! Quick!" It was Jared.
"Jared, I--"
But the knob turned (there was no lock) and suddenly Jared burst into the room, surprising Don with his naked father quite visible in his palm.
"Donny boy, I scored some--" Jared began, but then the scene before him began to register.