we 'd waited till 1:00 to turn on the lights , figuring everyone would be long asleep-it was a school night after all-but footsteps , shit , and as the colonel looked at me confused , i grabbed the breathalyzer from him and stuffed it between the foam cushions of the couch and grabbed the dixie cup and the gatorade bottle of vodka and stashed them behind the coffee table , and in one motion i grabbed a cigarette from a pack and lit it , hoping the smell of smoke would cover up the smell of booze .