Julian was... worse. In fact, he was singing along to the song currently blasting out of the karaoke machine. His words weren't slurred, but he didn't seem to be entirely realizing what he was doing.
He still poured himself another drink.
"'Never really knew that she could dance like this She makes a man wants to speak Spanish Como se llama, bonita, mi casa..."
He held up his shot as a toast to her, then down it in one go.
He started laughing when she laughed, and almost fell out of his seat. He caught himself, and got up. He was a bit unsteady at first, but then he remembered that, yes, the ground was down there.
...Perhaps he should stop floating if he wanted to stand on it again.
"Ok, yeah... I think I hit my limit."
He landed next to her, and leaned on the bar for support.
She focused on speaking. "Quier-" She blinked. "Want another drink?"
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He still poured himself another drink.
"'Never really knew that she could dance like this
She makes a man wants to speak Spanish
Como se llama, bonita, mi casa..."
He held up his shot as a toast to her, then down it in one go.
"Sofia, Sofia!"
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...Perhaps he should stop floating if he wanted to stand on it again.
"Ok, yeah... I think I hit my limit."
He landed next to her, and leaned on the bar for support.
"So... you win, beautiful. Name your prize."
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"Then I'll be sure to put on a good show."
He was about to say something else, but something kind of clicked in his head.
"Did you just call me your favorite hombre?"
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He leaned in a little closer to her.
"Luckily, you're very much my type."
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"And what would your type be?"
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"Him." She pointed to Hollow. "He does not worry about embarrassing himself."
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"That's because he's trying to get the girl... and all guys are willing to make a fool of themself for the right girl."
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Well, she did get him drunk.
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Either Julian had no idea that he was setting himself up to potentially humiliate himself further, or he knew, and didn't care.
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