Parties among university staff were always good for alcohol and terrible dancing, so Quetzalcoatl felt right at home. It helped that the day before had been when grades were officially in, so most of the staff had nothing to do besides get drunk. The bar they were holding the party in was a familiar one, and Quetzalcoatl spent his first few minutes there chatting with one of the waiters.
Quetzalcoatl was well into his third margarita when he spotted Tezcatlipoca. "Hello! Tezcatlipoca!"