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>>Prince Fumbling, rather than charming- Vika[@PrinceAlexus]. Being a general buffoon- [@KatKook] Being friendly- [@Allycat]
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Being dragged along was not something Ryan had planned for his evening. In any case, he was moving towards a spot that served good drinks, cheaply. Not that money was an issue, but Ryan can be frugal if the occasion is right.

Says the guy that drives a McLaren P1 from time to time.

Entering the stall, Ryan took a seat and ordered to the bartender, who just so happened to be free [color=00aeef]"Yeah, I'll take two shots of Don Julio, reposado preferably, otherwise whatever you have. Also, the first round for these two are on my tab. Thanks"[/color] Ryan said, gesturing to Tao and Elise. The bartender brought up Ryan's two shots and waited for the other two to order their drinks. Ryan needed the two shots. Fuck, for what he just did? He was nervous, annoyed, disturbed, and filled with gusto, all at the same time.

After slamming down the two shots of tequila, Ryan again called out to the bartender [color=00aeef]"Oh yeah, I'll take a Long Island Iced Tea, after these two gives you their orders."[/color] Ryan drew in a deep breath through his nostrils, the familiar, yet soothing burn of the tequila warming his chest.

[color=00aeef]"So, if Elise here is a stranger to you, why was she on kneeling on the ground, wiping your face? And what brings you two out here, especially this evening? Elise, its not possible you're single, right?"[/color] Ryan said, feeling some sort of courage well up from inside his belly.

Damn, was it really that quick? The two shots of tequila already at work, distorting his sense of what is appropriate and what isn't. This isn't how Ryan usually is. He is much more reserved and considerate, under normal circumstances. But, tonight, he was drinking as if he wanted to be drunk, and not behave responsibly as an adult. The business was on its usual hiatus, and Ryan did not have a care in the world.

Well, that isn't entirely true...

His phone buzzed, while he was waiting for Elise and Tao to order or respond to him, or both. He picked up his phone to see what happened. It was, of course, a reply from Vika. Ryan read it, drawing in yet another deep breath through his nostrils, and started formulating a response.

[color=00aeef]-That. Is about as official an response I could have gotten. You were hacked, through multiple layers of cyber security. My question is, for a woman of your stature and intelligence, why was your intimate moment [i]being recorded and made available for broadcast[/i] anyways? Fucking hell. Well, how do I know? A body guard never seems to be far from you anyways. Yeah. I want to talk. I'll be over presently.-[/color]

Ryan sent this message without hesitation. Digging in his wallet, he fished out two business cards for his restaurant and scribbled his cell phone number on the back of them and handed one to Elise and one to Tao. [color=00aeef]"Hey, I'm sorry. I have a...[i]pressing matter[/i] to attend to. My number is on the back of the card, come by the restaurant, I'll make it up to you two. Maybe next time it could be an official date..."[/color] Ryan said, chuckling and giving a wink to Tao. [color=00aeef]"It was nice meeting you two, and again I'm sorry for runnin' into ya"[/color] He said to Elise. Reaching back in his wallet, he took out a neatly folded $100 note and left it for the bartender. [color=00aeef]"Their first drinks are on me, the rest is tip after you close out my tab, thanks man."[/color] He gave the bartender a small nod before exiting the back and making his way towards Vika.

What was he going to say when he sees her? How would he act? Shit, matter of fact, he should have a few glasses of sake before he approaches her. Making that a priority, he stops by another bar, takes down two Long Island Iced Teas, pays for them and exits. All in all, it took Ryan a good 20 minutes to get to Vika.

Damn. Two Long Island Iced Teas in 20 minutes is...not ideal. Ryan would come to realize the next morning. For now, he presses on, entering the ramen shop.

Scanning the crowd, he spots Vika, sitting with some other woman already. He blinks and slightly stumbles before he approaches.

[color=00aeef]"Vika, why? Why are you here alone? Where is your mans?"[/color] His speech is obviously impaired, compared to how he normally talks. Sitting down, Ryan smell of hints of alcohol, mixed with the cologne he dabbed on earlier that day.[color=00aeef] "He should be here. Taking care of you.."[/color] Ryan mumbled on.