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[whoshotsherlock]

Who: Greg, Vent, Partners?
What: Well they did say he needed to unwind...
When: Saturday, November 14th, late evening
Where: Random bar somewhere in Neon

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[guardian_wind]

Vent smiled, and set his card down, taking Greg's and, clumsily, shuffling the deck again.

"You were exactly right," he said, grinning, not having the heart to tell Greg he was wrong again.

Normally, it took a bit to get him drunk considering his cybernetics. But digimon alcohol was rather... strong.

[whoshotsherlock]

It was probably a good thing. Greg could hold his own, too (he had to, to be able to keep up with Nick) but that stuff was strong enough to already have him a bit tipsy. But, hell, at least he was having fun.

Snickering, he went for another drink.

"H-how much more d'you think we can drink and keep this up?"

[guardian_wind]

"Well, Greg," said Vent, laughing a bit. "I don't know. I'm always able to drink you under the table, so..."

[whoshotsherlock]

"Hey, hey, I'm sure I can drink you under the table one of these days!" Greg shot back with an enthusiastic grin. Even in that state he knew it wasn't likely to happen any time soon.