These must be people with whom you have interacted for at least a decade. It is imperative that they be your best buddies. These are the people who know where the skeletons are buried. Hell they might even have helped you with the burying ceremony. There are the folks I mean when I say that you should ask your friends for advice.
Let me close this visit with you by sharing a simple, philosophical thought. The furor surrounding my friend will pass. It always does. Much like the pain of birth, the pain of being a dumb-ass passes away with time. Although I never gave birth, I have been a dumb-ass.
It is just a shame that my friend did not ask for a bit of advice.