More time had passed and Dolemeck nearly stumbled over to the crowd around Bram, giving him a small wave.
"This is most fun, aye?" He asked, almost slurring his words. For something that was a century and a half old, it was amazing that alcohol effected him so strong. "I am having a great time. In fact, that gentlemen has invited me back to his hotel for more drink and talk... so I think I am going to go... *hic* Will you be okay with getting a cab ride home, Bram? or maybe a ride from one of these pretty ladies?"
His own accent got the ladies to giggle and smile at him, but they were more focused on Bram. Not that Dolemeck cared, as he was still reeling from losing Nikki.
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