Medical Hangover

Who: Keto
Where: Medibay Office
When: Morning After The Stag Party
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A load groan came from underneath Keto's desk.
A couple more seconds, and there was a thump. The desk shook
slightly. The groan this time had more pain, but slightly less
disorientation.
Slowly, a rather dishevelled Keto crawled out from underneath his
desk, eyes half-closed. Standing up, clutching his head, the doctor
blinked in the somewhat dimmed light, then appeared to notice
something and ducked back down.
He re-emerged a couple of seconds later looking annoyed, dragging a
laboratory coat covered in mostly illegible scrawls. The most
prominent one (simply 'Muppet') had several thick underlines beneath
it.
"What happened...?" muttered Keto to himself, sitting down heavily
and resting his head in his hands, "This is a hangover. I can't get
hungover. Alcohol has no effect on m..."
An image drifted across his mind of somebody challenging him to a
competition involving balancing nuts on his chin...and then an even
vaguer image of himself later eating about three bowls of nuts from
the bar...
"No wonder," groaned Keto, his head throbbing, "No wonder..."
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OOC: Okay, so Keto now gets drunk on peanuts. Yes, I know, it's
short and lame, but I'm suffering from a little writer's block
here. :)