micheal droops his tail as his liquid courage runs out and he rests his head on the table of the booth, peering over at azura thinking 'i'm cursed aren't i? it's the damned scar isn't it? well i'm not gonna let that stop me! i'll ask her forgiveness once things've calmed down a bit...' before surfing on his computer for random things to try to embolden him enough to talk to her.