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	Unfortunately, the drunk dude turned out to be the real Tristan Baske instead of a very stupid doppelganger, so Vane found himself weighing the options once again. He could just leave. Nobody would have to know this happened. But he didn't seem to be doing anything particularly... bad? He's smashed, yeah, but that isn't much inherently wrong with that. Feeling optimistic again, Vane opened his mouth to suggest the drunkard get home soon, yet a woman's voice came out before his own.

	A crude one at that.

	Vane pivotted on his heel and stared over at the girl yelling at them. She was one of the barmaids. She was talking to [i]both[/i] of them. Vane was flabbergasted. He tried to be a good samaritan [i]once[/i], and he gets accused of being a loitering drunk. Like any rational human being would, Vane started to explain the situation and clear his name, but before he could any more than a single word out, Tristan opened his stupid mouth and spewed out some garbage that was most definitely not going to help the situation.

	Vane definitely didn't mind Tristan getting his ass told, but he still didn't appreciate getting lumped in with him in the process. Sneering, Vane intercepted the conversation before Tristan could say anything worse. [color=red]"Based on his current condition, I'd say he bought plenty enough from this joint to warrant hanging around a bit before shoving off. And I don't appreciate you lumping me in with this drunkard! I'm on your side if anything!"[/color] He shook his head in frustration. What was he even doing at this point.

	Vane turned around, his determination to get Tristan to go away steeled, but to his surprise, another woman was hovering at Tristan's side. A dark hood obscured her face as she whispered to the royal manslut. He decided to accelerate the diplomatic process by grabbing hold of Tristan's arm and tearing him away from the tavern by force. "You know this guy?" Vane shot a glance over at the mystery girl, completely forgetting his previous attempts at being polite to Tristan. [color=red]"Do the world a favor and get him home or something. He's bothering business."[/color]

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