Moving?

A friend recently bought a house, and needed help shlepping her and her roommate's worldly goods across town. She rallied more than a quorum, so she put me on stand-by for the afternoon shift. Somehow they managed to do everything in a little over four hours, so she asked me to swell the ranks of the celebratory barbeque. Bringing chilled rose and a bottle for the new abode, I complied. We had a walk around and explanation of the final touches, for which her male friends added suggestions; she at least pretended to take them under advisement. It was a very pleasant evening, after a routine sort of day.