Poor Dexter was in the process of bringing the cup to his lips for a second long drink just before his silver blue haired partner nearly threw him over the bar top. “Whoa!” He called out, the drunk juggling from his hand and bounced a few times before he caught it, a sigh of relief and his body fell limp against the bar. His panic slowly dissipated as he took a desperate drink of the liquid, “Phew!”

Turning his attention to his friend and partner, he gave a grin to her. “Gooooood morning!!!” Throwing an arm around her shoulder, he pulled her close and gave her an affectionate nuzzle face to face. Of course rubbing his light shadow against her face, [i]scrape scrape scrape[/i]. “Glad you could make it in!”

Glug glug glug! Dexter finished his beer before slamming the mug down on the bartop as Mira returned with his ‘breakfast’, an oversized cheeseburger, fries and, of course, another beer. “Today’s the day.” He said as he scooped up the burger in his hands, “Today’s the day they announce who’s up for the S-Class Trials.” A nod rose and fell his head. “I’m so excited and so hungry!” Taking a huge bit out of the burger, he munched happily on the meat.

“Who you tink get pic-ked?” His question came through his mouth full of food. He wasn’t exactly the best with his manners but he was a good guy… for what people saw of the functioning drunk.