[Evening | Club]
[A holiday celebrating a baby who was born before the Imperium was so much as a twinkle in the Emperor's eye isn't for Cain to celebrate. What IS for him, however, are the fine selections of alcohol available in the club tonight. He's staggering himself out carefully, having as much water as alcohol and enjoying a few snacks between drinks. He wants to genuinely enjoy the flavors of the festive alcohol rather than get flat-on-his-ass drunk.]
[Still, he's certainly in a jolly mood because of it.]