The big day came and went — we were too busy crushing it. So we commandeered the hotel bar, turned up the music, and made the lobby ours for the night.
It started with a few of us at the hotel bar. Then a few more showed up. Then someone changed the playlist. By midnight, the bartender gave up trying to serve anyone else — the whole lobby was ours.
No name tags, no icebreakers, no corporate anything. Just the crew, the bar, some California green, and the kind of night that turns coworkers into people you'd actually call friends.
Hotel lobby bar, fully commandeered. Drinks flowing, music bumping, strangers wondering what company throws a party this good.
Someone always ends up with the aux. Tonight it hit different — the playlist went from chill to rowdy and nobody complained once.
California's finest. The whole reason we're here. Curated strains, good company, and the kind of night that 4/20 was made for.
The people who grind all year so nights like this hit harder. No departments, no titles — just humans being humans.
What happens in the lobby... ends up on the website.



4/20 is a day. This was a lifestyle choice. See you next year — same lobby, same energy.