<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-style: italic">"What about we have a race? The first to fall's a monkey!"</span><br/><br/>"I'm into that, monkey-to-be. Just try to fall on your ass in the next five minutes, all right?" Blake laughed, taking two cups of sake at that point. It had been some time since he had a drinking race... And most ended too quickly. However, it was something to make it interesting. He was only concerned about making sure this sake got into someone's system. As he took another cup, a small trail of it flowed down his neck. His face turned red, a smile on his face. "Ahhh That's much better. But not there yet..." He said sadly, helping himself to more sake.<br/><br/>Meanwhile... As Nyoko was pulling her guest into a free room, her very words made Dako shake his head. Though he knew what he had gotten into, he had just the thing he needed to knock some sense into this girl. "Hey... You two want some sake?" He asked, a smile on his face. He held up two cups of "sake" for Nyoko and her friend, leaving it on the table for them both. While it had the clear look of sake, the taste was sweet at first, but the aftertaste is truly bitter, so bitter that if a drunk person were to swallow it, they'd be so sober that they'd fall asleep in minutes. Drunkard's Bane, Dako called it and no drinker would want to touch it once they became drunk.</div>