* Feeling Ellen's eyes upon him he knew he had to come up with something. This something provided itself in the form of some of the colonists trying to leave early. A good majority stumbled, while others had arms around a women... or three.* "<em>Geez</em>" *He said it again while indicating to the leaving groups. He laughed as he sipped his own drink, a warm flush rising up his neck as the fermented honey finally started kicking in. He would probably look just as foolish as those that left, if he even left.* "<em>Shome people jush don't know how to contain themshelves.</em>" *He laughed softly at himself as he slurred the words purposefully.*