Anel blinked slowly up at the woman, slowly and purposefully raising his bottle to his lips, taking several gulps before he sighed in an overly dramatic fashion, smiling bitterly at her. "One. You're the one whose swearing every fucking couple of fucking words, so you're looking more like an idiot." He lifted two fingers on his free hand. "Two. I'm clearly not drunk, so you should get your damn sight checked as well as you're mouth sewn shut." He lifted a third finger. "Three. I'm worth maybe three or four times what you are, so don't you even start valuing my worth..."<br/><br/>The boy swallowed and turned away, taking a brief step towards the exit of the common room before he turned back, a smirk upon his lips. "Oh, and four... This 'piece of slime' is one of the best whores here, and my work pays your damn cheque, so back the fuck off." His words became gradually more harsh, more hurtful until the final two were almost growled. He lifted the bottle again and gulped several further mouthfuls of the burning alcohol before speaking yet again, his lips tilting in a frown. "And I don't feel like any more clients today. So it doesn't matter how I look... Do you see the client here? No. Idiot." With a casual flick of his hair, Anel sighed heavily and hung his head, the tips of his fingers feeling ever so slightly tingly; the first signs of Rubee's supposed drunkenness.<br/><br/>"Anyway, since you two seem happy enough winking at eachother, you in the corner-" he nodded to Adi "-are silent as a fucking rock, I'm going to try and find the dear Master's pet..." He turned and began to make his way from the room, muttering darkly to himself. "Stupid guard... My ass... Probably fucking... Irresponsible 'Master'..." He couldn't resist a final shout back however, and gestured to the two female whores in the room, calling back to Rubee.<br/><br/>"You should ask the others for tips, they'd be useful... To, you know... Be a woman?"