Alex was definitely feeling something as they walked to the door.  That alcohol was sinking in and deep.  His stomach was starting to turn.  He managed to stand upright as Anthony fixes his tie.  They exited the building and Alex made a sharp right.  Perhaps a bit of bladder relief would alleviate the roiling in his stomach.  Alex stopped right there and unzipped.  The washroom was not that far, just inside and across the room.  But his thinking was not that organized, floating so randomly on the sea of alcohol.<br/><br/>Once he milked the last drops out and tucks himself back in, only knicking his flesh a little.  He bled a bit.  Alex lifted the bloodied finger up to his lips to lick it off without thinking.  A few choice words slurred from his lips in the process.  He grabbed Anthony's arm and started to lead down the brick to outside the walls where a taxi might be waiting for them.  After all, Victoria is good about that sort of thing.<br/><br/>At the street, Alex tried to flag a taxi, but stumbled forward.  The taxi was right there, not moving, waiting even.  Alex heaved a little, looking a little green, but managed to keep everything inside – barely.  Fumbling and falling onto Anthony, Alex makes it to the taxi.  He knows better than to slam the drinks back, it all hits at once that way, but tonight just kept needed that soothing edge.<br/><br/>Despite the soothing in his mind, he felt uneasy about the new feelings assaulting him.  Actually, partly because of the soothing in his mind, he felt uneasy.  It triggered some sort of inner alarm, but he had no clue what the alarm was or what it meant.  He just felt uneasy and the booze was keeping him relaxed and Anthony was helping him home.  “Your ssush a gooh friehn al..eady.”  His English being less Englis by the syllable as he layed on Anthony, patting his body where his hands fell.  He aimed for the chest, but drunk man's aim is as good as drunk man's ability to walk.  On the upside, he was now too drunk to care about the uneasiness or the why of it.  He was floating away on the sea of no cares.  Later, those cares would weigh him down quite badly as he would work to crawl across the floor.  "Schtaaae width me... don' leeeave meh,"he mumbled as he clung to Anthony.<br/>