THE DRUNKS

With a smile you ask for more.

The man seems to sink down to the depths of profoundness (Or maybe he's just sinking in his chair) and with a lot of effort and concentration admits that

" Reality is all just a big illusion…………….created by…. Lack of ALCOHOL"

What would you like to do now?

Offer to buy them a Whiskey chaser
Throw a pint over the happy rogues
Ask the men to sing you a good drinking song
You ask if maybe you should travel up to Dublin for a few days.

You can move to:

The Entrance, Outside the Pub, The Irish Band,
The Locked Chest, The Bar, The Locals,
The Chat Area, The Toilet, The Jukebox, The Stranger