[While Trip would have been shocked to see Mal walk up to him instead of away while sober, drunk he was absolutely giddy. He kept spinning around the pole until he could finally make himself stop, then took a few staggering steps towards Mal, one hand reaching out to brace himself on Mal's shoulder.]
Heya Mal! Is it late? The bar closed so it must be. And it's dark... Hey, you aren't walkin' away!
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Heya Mal! Is it late? The bar closed so it must be. And it's dark... Hey, you aren't walkin' away!