Charles chose to either ignore her exponential drunken bluster. It had been a while since anyone flattered him with their attention, and he supposed Nina was cute enough to really flatter him. Looking over to the booth that she was waving towards, he had a good idea who Josie and Vincent were... Charles could make out the familial resemblance in their facial features. "Yeah, that's fine," he said, though the prospect of having two of them to himself, while interesting, had been dashed. Still, he should not look a gift horse in the mouth, or expect two gift horses even. He took another sip of his jack and coke, setting the empty glass back onto the table with a loud clink.<br/><br/>"We could swing by the liquor store to pick up some party favors before it gets too late, and all head out there. I didn't exactly plan for this, but I'm sure my buddies wouldn't mind." With a nod, the bartender refilled his glass, and Chuck took another sip, feeling his face flush a bit as the alcohol was beginning to burn through him. He watched as Nina finished another Martini... That was perhaps the second, or even third since she had began to talk to him. "Are you okay? Do you want another drink... Or we could go get some air?" He was beginning to believe that more alcohol might not be in her best intentions.