The Bluth Yacht, Late Tuesday night

[bluth_illusions]

Tonight's special at the bar wasn't GOB's best idea. He didn't actually expect anyone to come in, let alone order twenty-one shots

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[lesssexthanmiho]

"What?"

That Becky. Such a sweet and genial girl.

[bluth_illusions]

"Stupid special at the bar. Smthing about doing twenty-one shots," GOB said. "Remine me never to do that again unless y're around."

[lesssexthanmiho]

"...where are you?"

[bluth_illusions]

"Boat. In a chair. Waving," GOB said. In fact, he was waving. This would be impossible for Becky to see, though, since he was below deck.

[lesssexthanmiho]

She looked out her window anyway.

"Okay. Were you drinking alone?"

[bluth_illusions]

"No, Peecup and Shaggy were there," GOB said. "It was like a basketball team practice, but with booze."

"Oh, and I didn't have all twenty-one or anything. I needed to make sure they paid."

[lesssexthanmiho]

"Who's Shaggy?"

She knew the other one.

[bluth_illusions]

"Some guy named Sawyer. 's on the basketball team," GOB said. "Looks like he should be kinda shaggy, but 'e isn't."

[lesssexthanmiho]

Becky sighed.

"Why'd you call?"

[bluth_illusions]

"I always think about you when 'm this drunk. We've had a lot of fun drunk," GOB answered. He also gave a thumbs up that she couldn't see.

[lesssexthanmiho]

"We have fun sometimes when you're not drunk, too," Becky pointed out. "Usually I have more fun if we're both either sober or equally drunk."

[bluth_illusions]

"Wanna come over and get eq'lly drunk?" GOB asked. "Because the sober thing isn't happening tonight."

It was worth a shot. And he'd taken a lot of shots tonight.

[lesssexthanmiho]

"I'm good."

[bluth_illusions]

"You sure are," GOB complimented.

[lesssexthanmiho]

Becky sighed. "You need to sleep or something. Alone."

[bluth_illusions]

"Okay. But we should do the fun thing again soon," GOB said. "D'you know why?"