In the great sustainable circle of life, what you catch you must release. So after a few weekend booty calls, you've probably decided it's time to find a new fling. Just in time, First Friday rolls around, providing the loudest, most distracting place to tactfully tell your bedfellow that you're ready to see other people. You can feel good about releasing your former prey back into the nameless crowd from whence he or she emerged. Buy her a homemade snow cone and say, "You're really sweet, but I want to taste other flavors." Or when he's not watching you, run. Disappear into the hollow of hipsters and don't look back. You're both bound to find replacements by the end of the evening. And the embarrassing bust that your fling sculpted of you will be taken down in another month.