[@PrinceAlexus][@aladdin_sane][@Furiosa][@SgtEasy][@Robo27] probably more.

Joseph looked around the party, a small smile on his face. Everywhere he looked, people seemed to be smiling and enjoying himself. Hell, even Rens boyfriend seemed to be having some fun socialising with new, clearly [i]not[/i] retardedly rich folks. Honestly, he'd been a little worried when he'd first heard the fat ones rather distinct voice echo through the crowd, but he hadn't really heard it again after that, so he assumed things were going pretty good.

Then again, he clearly hadn't been [i]that[/i] ready for them, considering the nearly empty bottle of rum in his left hand.

Wow. That was... When had he even picked that up?

"Jesus tap dancing Christ, that's probably not good..."

And then he took a couple of steps, stumbled over, managed to do a perfect forwards roll and stumble back onto his feet. Of course, this left him a little disoriented, but thankfully it also let him see someone he knew, who was looking at him with clear disbelief.

"Oh, Ren!" He shouted, giving a wave as he [i]carefully[/i] walked over to his new friend. "Hey man, thanks again for helping me not starve to death on your lawn before! I don't know if I actually thanked you at all that day, so yeah, thanks!"

However, it was at that point that he realised Ren was not actually alone. In fact, it looked like it was Snowgirls sister.

"Oh hey, you're Snowgirls sister!" He said happily, before frowning slightly. "Actually, I don't think she liked that nickname, did she... Instead I'm meant to call her Vi-... Vic-... Victo... Victory. Pretty sure that was it."

And then he looked between the two a few times, before the gears in his head finally began turning properly.

"Oh. Shit. You guys were... Sorry, I'm interrupting. Alcohol induced tunnel vision. I'll leave you two crazy kids alone now. Have fun! Don't do anything I wouldn't do!" 

And then he stumbled away, not actually sure where he was going until he'd already arrived.

He was surprised to see that, as a matter of fact, he found himself standing beside the group that included Rens boyfriend, the suited man who was glaring at him before, a... nother guy, and a man fighting a shrub.

"Well, this is an interesting group..." He said, smiling. "Hi drunk, I'm guys. Also Joseph. I'm Joseph."

He looked to the blonde man, an alcohol induced, lopsided grin on his face.

"Hey, so you're friends with the fat Cuban guy who was trying to make jokes about me the other night, right? You know, I thought you'd suck after I listened to you guys at the jazz night, but right now, you actually kinda seem alright... Downright tolerable, even! You think it'd be possible for someone as rich as you to be friends with a lowly wanderer like me? Would it help if I told you that my grandparents were richer than some full countries?"

And then he turned to the guy who had glared at him and pushed him earlier.

"You too, guy-who-doesn't-like-me!" He shouted happily. "I know we didn't exactly get off on the right foot before, with you glaring at me and shoving me, and me doing absolutely nothing to provoke you, but I reckon we can still be friends!"

And finally, he turned to Kei.

"I'll be honest, I don't actually know who you are. You know what though? The rum says it doesn't matter! So whaddaya say? Do you wanna be my pal as well, pal?!"

He was beginning to giggle now, as he swayed from side to side in his feet.

"I'll... Uh... I'll just wait until that guy finishes up on that bush before asking him."