The man gave the lady a drink, telling her not to down it too quickly. Zoe was already given a bigger glass, but Greed didn't even notice. Now not only was he the plague, but he had leprosy too. Great way to start off a night of mad, passionate sex. He looked down into his empty glass, that last swallow taking a lot more work to choke down. She wasn't making the idea anymore appealing.
The owner looked down at Greed as he stared into his glass. "Need another or are you done." Greed motioned his hand for one more. "Gimmie something stronger." Maybe that would take out this odd wave of---he couldn't even place what it was right now---it was just pain. Everywhere.