Lost in Translation

When I wasn't doing things related to the wedding I was spending time with Ana and Jenny from Orlando. I had never met Jenny but I have spent some time with Ana before. Madi became friends with these girls through church while living in Orlando. The three of us had a pretty good time considering we were all foreigners to the area. So after we sent Madi and Will off to their honeymoon, the three of us decided to spend the rest of the evening with three boys from Madi and Will's ward who had attended the reception. One of whom they had hoped for me to marry but that's a whole other story. So they invited us to go watch movies with a group of friends. (this movie party turned out to be an organized institute event) The party was alright and instead of watching movies, everyone decided to have a dance party. Ana and Jenny thought this to be the strangest experience ever. I simply had Provo deja vu. We learned to "jerk" (dance move-youtube it)... Jenny was the best of course.....
Well, after a while, we all got tired of dancing and me and the two girls were just sitting on the couch. That's when Jenny received a text from one of the boys we had come with.
So Jenny takes us into another room and tells Ana and I that she is confused because the guys were inviting us to go smoke weed. We were sitting in the middle of some of the most wholesome mormons we had ever seen including the three boys we came with.
Then, one of them came into the room and started asking us awkwardly what we wanted to do, if we wanted to go, if we were uncomfortable with things, etc.
The three of us tried to think up an excuse as to how to get rid of the guys. We told them we were going to go and they took that as, "alright, let's go."
So we walked to the cars. The guys got in one and the girls in the other and we decided that we were going to lose them.
We were still so confused that these total zoobs had even invited us to smoke weed. Of course being girls, we began to recap the whole ordeal in the car. So that's when Jenny says, "Yeah, that one boy, the one that dances a lot, he texted me and said "hey you girls wanna roll"..."
Ana flipped and said, Jenny, rolling is not smoking weed, its doing ecstacy!!!"
Right as those two were becoming more shocked and disappointed with the boys, everything began to register in my head differently then how it had in each of theirs.
In mormon land, "you girls wanna roll" has a whole different meaning then in Orlando or anywhere else for that matter.
The boys were simply asking us if we wanted to leave the institute house party-- which made so much more sense. When I explained this to the girls, we all laughed so hard we were in tears. So, we decided to follow the boys to one of their homes where we watched Brian Regan and played "signs" like good little mormons do.