Andy blinked slightly as he woke from his slightly drunken sleep, his hair was ruffeled up good, and he had apparently slept with a bottle of.. something, rum? He looked up and could see that the people had gathered in a circle in the room for some reason. He could tell which one of them was his Misstress, so he sleepily crawled over in her direction, yawning as he gently layed his head on her lap, nuzzling affectionately.