"Oh yes, Emilie Devlin," he slurred drunkenly. "I think... I think she is very misunderstood that Emilie Devlin. She has always been very kind to me, although she does make me jump a little every time she comes around," he giggled. Whether he knew it or not, Yevgeni was constantly juggling the ladies in his life.

"You are awesome!" he said cheerfully. "I will drink to that!" he took a long drink from his cup. "And I like your hair, it is very pretty!"