At this point, even in his drunken state, Lucien could tell that Faolan was incredibly annoyed. It made him feel a little bad for having dragged him into this in the first place. All he had really wanted to enjoy a nice time with Faolan, but it seemed that the bright mood had passed. It was unfortunate. He'd be sure to apologize later. The Frenchman hadn't even bothered to re-state Faolan's name as the two women hadn't heard him. If he wanted it to be heard, he probably would have said it louder. Charlotte didn't make an attempt to ask again.

[b]"What about you?"[/b] Marie asked, shifting the conversation back to him. 

[color=burlywood]"Lucien."[/color] He responded, causing the women to smile. 

[b]"Lucien, hmm? What a nice name.."[/b] She said, trailing a finger down his arm. 

[color=burlywood]"Ah.. thank you.."[/color] He responded. It was then that they seemed to arrive at what appeared to be an apartment building. 

[b]"Well, here's our stop. You two have been so kind for walking us all the way here, why don't you come inside? It's quite cold out today."[/b] Marie tugged slightly at Lucien's arm as she spoke, but he managed to stand his ground despite his slight lack of balance. It was only then that the women's intentions became clear to him. 

[color=burlywood]"Oh.. I.."[/color] He struggled with his words briefly, attempting to clear the fuzz in his mind. [color=burlywood]"We thank you for your kind offer, but we should probably get going, it's quite late, and I'm sure you ladies need your rest. We just.. wanted to make sure you got home safely."[/color] He managed to say.