Kyle had to admit, after downing that second glass of wine, he was feeling...pretty good.  151 had a knack for knocking you on your ass, but so long as you paced yourself you were fine, but did drunk Kyle really even care to do that?  Gently he tipped the wine glass back and forth, until a voice caught his attention.

"I see you're not wasting any time getting the party started," Kyle turned his head to the source and had to briefly wonder if he was just really drunk and seeing things, or if there really was another man dressed in almost the exact same suit as him.  He eyed the man up and down, he definitely looked real, probably felt real but Kyle still had his inhibitions intact enough to know NOT to just touch some random stranger. His inhibitions, however, did at least loosen his lips a little, so he felt comfortable enough to talk.

[color=LimeGreen]"Well, its not much of a party if you're going to stay sober for it, right?"[/color] He chuckled, not that Kyle was exactly in the mood for a party, [color=LimeGreen]"Besides, my date bailed on me not even..."[/color] He went for the phone in his pocket, checking the time, [color=LimeGreen]"Three hours ago, so fuck it, why not get a little drunk."[/color]

He gestured for the bartender to come over and refill his wine glass again, the red liquid having safely made it into the goblet he pulled the glass towards him by the stem and twisted the glass on the counter in between his fingers. [color=LimeGreen]"You don't seem to be wasting much time yourself, though I'd have to guess its not for the same reason as me."[/color] He brought the wine to his lips, drinking in some of the alcohol before setting it back down on the counter.

[@Takashi]