Re: Food tables and bar
"You still have time to make it into a decent night, Lucien," Emerson insisted with a sigh, figuring he wasn't going to hit home right then and there with the attempt to smack the kid into reality. Maybe helping him to stop considering it a bust because of one rejection was a good place to start. "I know you're not drunk, but you're clearly a little tipsy. Why not just stay there and have some fun? Don't throw in the towel and pout because one thing didn't go your way. I mean, fucking hell, that wasn't even a rejection. That was more of a 'call me when you're not trying to get black out drunk.' Don't pout and throw a fit. Didn't you insist you were an adult who could make your own decisions?"