The flailing arms don't help, but it doesn't take too long to untangle the young man. He sways slightly as he looks around at you all, the slightly unfocused look of someone who has definitely had more than one too many.<br/><br/>"You ..." he says, in the very deliberate way that drunken words can be over pronounced "You should not be here. No. Shouldn't. Not." His gazes around the band, and his finger points roughly at each of you in turn. "And you shouldn't be here. No, shouldn't. No. No. No." His finger ends up point just off to the left of Sandra, his full circle turn leaving him swaying a little. "And she shouldn't be here either. It's their fault you know. They shouldn't be here either. Should be asleep."