Drowning the sorrows

"So you're a court fae living as a hermit? That explains a lot" he said, sending her a cheeky smile before he too too a swing from his drink. It was obvious that despite her growing up in court it hadn't all been fun and games, but he chose not to ask about the details.

He was also feeling the effect of the booze, but instead of boosting his mood it almost just dragged him even further down. The only solution to this would be to drink some more...

"Phew, if I have anymore I'm going to start dancing on one of these tables! Not really, only hussies would do such a thing.". This comment put a small smile on his face once more "I would love to see that, though no one would ever mistake you for a hussie.".