Re: Bugger!

> Parrott's Bar
> ---------------------
>
> Chris slowly turned his head around to see a drunken lady staring
> blankly at the wall.
> "Hey." Chris said, trying to get her attention.
> DJ slowly turned to face Chris and let out a small laugh for no
> apparent reason.
> "She looks really drunk. Looks like she could use some caffeine in
> her system."
> Chris ordered a bottle of V (Hey, it works) and placed it in front
of
> DJ. She looked at it for a while, then tried to start a
> conversation... with the bottle.
> "Nah, nah. Look give it here."
> Zodar took the bottle and opened it for her. DJ still didn't get it
> and was beginning to get restless.
> "Look, I don't want to use a funnel, but I will if I have to."
> Chris started to realise that force feeding someone an energy drink
> may be considered to be quite offensive and he decided that it
might
> not be such a great idea. Let her sleep it off in her own time.
> She'll be fine.
> Spotting the untouched bottle of V sitting on the counter, he
decided
> that it shouldn't go to waste and took a sip. After all, he had
paid
> for it and DJ didn't want it.
> Katrina, who'd been watching the whole time, stepped forward.
> "I really should get her back to her quarters." She stated to
Zodar,
> preparing to lift DJ again.
> "Can I help in any way?" Zodar asked. He was finished at the bar,
> he'd had his fill of juice for one day. Plus, he knew that he could
> help in this particular situation.
Katrina nodded. "I'd love any help, thank you."
Zodar put an arm around DJ's waist, looking some what uncomfortable
as he did. (Well, how comfortable would you feel?)
The lift opened and Katrina and Zodar help DJ in. The drunken female
stumbled, almost falling facefirst on the floor.
DJ finally seemed to noticed Zodar as the lift doors closed. She
looked at him pleasantly. "Welcome to the Pleasure Dome. How can I
help you?"
Zodar's eyes got really big. "Pardon?"
Once again, Katrina put a hand over friend's mouth. "She's really
drunk. You're the second guy she's hit on tonight."
DJ turned her head to Katrina. "Yeah, but this one's much cuter."
DJ's head then collapsed on Zodar's shoulder.
Katrina shook her head. "Don't listen to her. She has no idea what
she's saying."
"Sorry, scutters," DJ mumbled. "I won't puke on your closet again."
<over to you, Zodar>