Dranik started and came too. He had blacked out briefly from too many drinks, as he usually did. However, it did not last as long this time as it usually did. "[i]Must be this amazing place...[/i]" Dranik looked at the odd clothing he was wearing and gasped. "My helmet!" He reached up and felt that his copper-detailed helmet still rested upon his head, and breathed a sigh of relief. He looked around at what used to be a homely pub, which had been once again replaced. The floors were now a polished white, with an unknown material forming the walls. A giant chandelier hung in the middle of the room, greatly lighting the room. Dranik had heard stories from other planets where rooms like this were common, and also used to dance in. The dwarf looked to L'Arc and tossed him a sack of gold. "I believe I lost the bet, and I honor my bets." He then looked to the penguin and held out a hand. "My small friend, would you like to dance?"