3rd Bottle [Hotel Lovin' Event]

[milk_and_trauma]

[Milkman Dan simply stood near the door, adjusting the clip-on bowtie at his throat. He wasn't drunk, and he was shoved into a hotel room with a woman he didn't know. This didn't really bother Dan too much, except for the fact that it just happened so suddenly. The last thing he remembered was going to sleep smashed off his gourd. Perhaps a bit of an alcohol dependence?]

So...I think I've seen you in the house. What was your name?