Damien knocked back shot after shot, trying to count the seconds in his mind but loosing track somewhere half way down. He finished and looked over at Riley, who had either already finished or just finished. Damien wasn't too sure. He let out a small belch of wind, and went a little red. "pardon" he murmured. He grabbed hold of the bar as the room went a little fuzzy for a moment. He looked back at Riley, who somehow steadied him with his eyes. Damien pulled away from the look and stood up. He moved toward Riley "I'll be right back" He whispered to him, then pushed himself off the chair and towards the bathroom.<br/><br/>Damien made it to the bathroom with little stumbling as he went and relieved himself, he looked at himself in the mirror. His eyes had widened, which told him it was time to lighten up on the alcohol or he'd be too drunk to do anything for the rest of the day. He finished up his trip to the toilet and made his way back to where they were seated. He smiled as Riley still had his back to him. He crept up behind him and grabbed his waist, "Well hello there" he said with a small smirk, then let go and took his seat. Giggling slightly. This was the effect alcohol had on Damien. He would be cute and flirty all night long.