I’ll take 1 bottle of your hardest drink please. aww come on, have some fun... *I drain the bottle* Yeah, give me... another one of those. --- Post updated --- Heres... to solving the case *I drain the second bottle* *hic* I’ll take some of that stuff again. --- Post updated --- Hey @zestyfolfdude , what are you gonna *hic* have? *I drain a third bottle*
(alternato accounto) "Ah, fine. I guess I'm not driving home, though." I drain a shot. "Here's to.. doing our jobs, or something. I don't know, I don't care."
I’ll take a fourth please. This is to Parker’s death... *I drink down the fourth and begin to sway* That... *Hic* might have been a mistake...
"Yeah, you might wanna cool it. Alcohol poisoning would put a bit of a damper on things.." My vision starts to blur.
"Dammit, that's not good." I look around. "@zestyfolfdude, how sober are you? Enough to drive? We gotta get this guy home, or the hospital, or something."
"Huh, wha? Sorry, I kind of zoned out. Yeah, I'll take you guys home. It's not safe for you guys to drive."
Naw man, not gonna do that to you. I’ll just take the covet... Ay, can I get a beer for the ride barkeep?
The bartender shakes his head. "Dude, do you have a death wish? You'll DIE drinking and driving! Get in my car. Now."
"You need the keys to my truck? More space, he can lie down in the backseat. Wouldn't be a bad idea for me to not have keys anyway.." I say as I stumble around on the sidewalk. "Well, you have your own truck, I guess? The purple one's mine, I'm 99% sure.." I mumble.
