Ricewynd awoke. His eyes blurred, maybe it was the drink, maybe it was that bad taco, he wasn't sure, he just knew he wasn't feeling right.<br/>"ok, I'm obviously drunk and drugged to the eyeballs, but we've been in this situation before, now lets try and work out where we are and go home" he thought to himself.<br/>His senses began to slowly clear, he became dimly aware of people around him, somewhere nearby someone was talking, it spoke with a certain air of command.<br/>Ricewynd also noted that his hand were bound and he was sitting in a chair.<br/>He shook his head, attempting to awaken his drug and alcohol fueled brain.<br/>It didn;t work, merly making him feel sick.<br/>he sat back in the chair and tried to take in his surroundings.<br/>the someone was still talking, he ignored them, it probably wasn't important.