Stina sighed and cupped his head in his hands as Hassan did his usual magic thing. One day he was going to run into someone he couldn't control, and was going to pay for it dearly. [i]I am not drunk enough for this,[/i] he thought, downing the rest of his drink before the next round was brought out. [i]It does have pretty sub-par tast though...[/i]

The second drink went down a lot better, and he finished that one off more quickly than he expected as well. "I'm almost drunk enough now to consider dancing," he replied to Hassan, mulling over if he really wanted to just go along with his antics for the night. He was just going to get worse the more inebriated he got... but at the same time, trying to babysit him all evening wasn't gonna be a good time either. Besides, if he did get beat up, at least he'd deserve it. He turned back to his empty mug and found it already replaced. Looking around the bar, he couldn't seem to find who had done it. [i]Damn they're quick.[/i] he thought as he started in on his third mug. 

Stina re-considered the second half of Hassan's statement. "I wo-wo-wonder if anyone would even be willing to fight me," he chuckled. "Ziotea, now she's able to surprise people. No one expects her to be able to take them on. Would havvvvvvve been fun to drag her along." Stina took another long drink, finally starting to feel relaxed. Standing up, he motioned to Hassan. "To the... the dance floor?"