|At the entrance, Phill guards the velvet rope in his "Security" jacket and matching pants.|
|Things start to heat up with the Fire Tribe.
"Fire, fire, fire!"
|Which setting on my camera does the time lapse thing? Ah, here it is...|
|A rare photo of Mike not flipping off the camera. And, quite possibly, the worst photo of Jason ever. He goes into a transe as the flame from the torch leaps into the foreground and singes him.|
|The group photos begin with Helen's friends.|
|...then, more group photos with Sam and... hey, that finger looks familiar...|
|Luau party veterans: Erin and me. And glowsticks in peculiar places.|
|Watching a video slideshow of parties past. Brian gives a thumbs up, while Mike gives a... fingers up?|
|Cage dancers. Hey, two can fit in one of those things!|
|Helen, Brian, and Scott hit the dance floor. Helen's hair takes flight. After dancing, Scott musters up enough energy for a late-night celebratory pose. Half of Phill's butt makes it into the photo somehow.|
|One more dancing photo before we head to the kitchen. Time for Andy's hair to go into action.|
|The cute cage-dancing gal heads to the kitchen, where Mieko is cleaning up. TJ makes some late-night quesadillas, Kristin shows how she got second place in the tatoo contest, and some gal isn't happy about having her hair in the sink.|
|Do I hear cops?! Gotta run!|