After maybe a few minutes, Jaques woke up with a splitting headache, letting out a pained groan. He felt horribly nausious. He waited for everything to be less of a blur, before realizing he had no idea where he was. At that point he began to panic, but then remembered the faces, remembered pouring his second drink, and then the rest was a complete blur.  He opened his mouth to say something, but quickly turned around and hurled. 

 He guessed that he passed out. But he hoped he hadn't revealed anything important about himself. "...Where are--" He realized his voice was a bit higher. he quickly fixed that by faking a cough and continuing in a lower, more forced tone,"Where are we..? How much did i miss..?" That was a stupid question. He most likely missed a lot. Great. Before thinking more, he let out another groan and held his head. His head hurt. His muscles hurt. He made a horrible mistake.