Mao caught on to Ariel's ruse and played along, "It would be so super..!" He then went into a giggling fit, way too amused by the camp, lisping voice he had just spoke in. Shit was way funnier when you were drunk. Mao had to bite the inside of his cheeks to calm down enough to listen to what Ariel was saying after. Being laughed at and playfully mocked sobered Mao up a little, though he wasn't legitimately offended. Besides, Ariel offered himself up for a bit of teasing himself.
Ariel said he was going to laugh, and he was right. "Oh, God, how do you live with yourself?" Again Mao cracked up. How could he not? He put a hand over his face and his shoulders shook and he snorted and guffawed. The fit wore off eventually, ending in those long happy, gasping sighs people made when they were trying to catch their breath after a good laugh. "That sounds pretty fun, though. I go to Wyrd."
Oh shit. No. Bad. He didn't mean to say that, it just sort of slipped. Mao visibly tensed, cleared his throat, then brought his beer to his lips and drank heavily from it, using it as an excuse to hide his face. Maybe he'd be lucky and Ariel was too drunk to process what he said or recognize the name of the school.