I understand we're all not hopping into a Little Bird helicopter, locked and loaded, on our way to eliminate a hostile target in enemy territory. But I bet most of us know what it's like trying to squeeze into that Uber or Lyft with six of your shipmates or fellow grunts when it's time to leave the pre-game. Doesn't matter what the drop-off zone is, whether it's a hot LZ or a trashy dive bar, nobody wants to show up to the party without their boys.