[Metroidhunter]

Vivian took the glass in her hand, carefully so, not wanting to shatter it in her grip. Seeing that he was holding his out, she did the same, the glasses clinking as she tapped her cup against his own. With that, she brought it back to herself, looking down into the glass. After a brief moment of hesitation, she put it to her lips and took a big sip, the taste making her face scrunch up a bit. She then set it down on the counter next to her, nodding as she attempted to get used to the flavor. "It's not bad. Can't say I've had a whole lot of brandy to compare it to, but I like it."

[Mikelobmike]

Michael sipped his brandy, distributing the liquid across his tongue. He had a look of deep concentration as he tried to focus on the flavor of the brandy. "Not bad. I've certainly had better, but it is good for its price. I might have to give this one a second look later." he said, taking another sip and picking up his clipboard. He grabbed the pen from the top of the board, writing a small note about halfway down the page.

After finishing his notes, he took both glasses and set them down next to the bottle. Grabbing two more glasses, he repeated the process as before, pouring from a new bottle. This liquor had a red tint to it, making it distinguish itself from the other liquors on offer. It had a very sweet taste with a cinnamon aftertaste. Almost like honey with a hint of spice.

[Metroidhunter]

As he began pouring the next set of glasses, Vivian looked over at how many bottles they still had remaining. "Maybe you shouldn't taste all of 'em tonight. I don't know how much you can really handle, but that seems like a looot of drinking to do in one sitting." Once he had finished, she picked up her second glass, bringing it to her mouth before taking a gulp of the beverage. Right off the bat, she didn't prefer this one quite as much as the last. It was most likely the cinnamon, as she wasn't a huge fan of anything with that in it. Setting the glass down once she was satisfied with how much she had drank, she looked over at him with a neutral expression. "Mm... Meh. This one is alright, I suppose, but the after taste is a little weird to me. I'd volunteer to do most of the testing for you, but I don't think we've got the same tastes when it comes to this stuff."

[Mikelobmike]

Michael sipped the liquor,  his lips smacking lightly.  "I will be fine. My tolerance is very higy." he said, continuing to drink. "I like this one. Very smooth. Nice aftertaste. How about you pour the next one? " he said, marking his notes on his clipboard.

[Metroidhunter]

From where she was sitting on the counter, Vivian reached over and grabbed two more glasses. Placing them on the countertop, she moved to pick up the next bottle carefully. She was definitely feeling something, but not really enough to make her want to stop. Instead, she began to pour the next selection of alcohol, filling her glass before doing the same for his. "If you say so. But you did also just chug a bottle, so you wanna keep that in mind."

Closing the bottle, she set it down and grabbed her glass, moving to drink it yet again.

[Mikelobmike]

Taking a step toward Vivian, Michael wobbled a bit. It seems that the alcohol was finally starting to hit him. "Believe me, I'll be fine. Although, food would probably be a good idea, considering I haven't had much to eat today." he said, picking up his glass and slowly sipping.

This liquor was smooth. Very smooth. Although, it lacked a whole lot else to it. "I'm not sure what to think on this one." Michael said, tapping his clipboard with his hand. "Kind of tastes like nothing."

He marked on his clipboard and set his glass down. After a second, he looked back down at the board and concentrated. "Shit." he muttered under his breath, quickly striking his last notes and rewriting them further up the page.

[Metroidhunter]

Once she was finished taking her sip, Vivian added her glass to the collection of others that they had already used. Listening to his comments on it, she nodded. "Bland. Does have a small kick to it, though. Not awful." She hadn't caught him wobbling, though her ears did pick up his profanity. By the way that he was looking at the clipboard, she knew that something was finally hitting him. They hadn't even been at his house for very long, and he was already drunk from the looks of it. In all fairness, he destroyed the first bottle almost immediately, so that sort of made sense. As for her, she was doing relatively fine.

"Told you," she said, pointing out the fact that he was quite obviously intoxicated, something that made her giggle a little. "Might be a good idea to slow down a bit now. I mean, hey, I'm not the boss of you, but, like, I don't think you're gonna be very good at judging taste properly at this point."

[Mikelobmike]

Michael, ignoring her for the time being, pulled out his scroll and started going through various programs on it. He was heavily concentrating, the task made far more difficult as more alcohol hit his system. He scanned his thumb at the bottom of his scroll. Then, he proceeded to do it twice more as it did not register. Finally, he tapped the screen a few more times before putting the scroll back in his pocket.

"I told you I would be fine, not that I wouldn't be drunk. There's a distinct difference." he said, setting his glass down and moving toward where she was on the counter. He suddenly grabbed her, carrying her in a weird side-hug as he walked toward the living room. "Let's go sit."

[Metroidhunter]

Vivian herself wasn't paying a whole lot of attention, as she was sort of zoning out as the effects hit her in waves. Of course, she wasn't drunk quite yet, and would definitely need more to get to that point, but it was still affecting her. It wasn't until he suddenly grabbed a hold of her that she returned to reality in a state of confusion. "Whut?" was the only thing she could get out before he started carrying her away, at which point she finally attempted to resist a bit. One of her metal hands grabbed the edge of the counter top, though she quickly came loose. "Nooo, wait." In a last desperate attempt, her other hand darted towards the glasses that they had been using, her fingers locking around the top of one of them just as he pulled her away. Now, she was still being carried, but at least she had a drink in her hand. That was a good enough compromise for her to have no further reason to complain about the current situation.

[Mikelobmike]

Michael, mostly ignoring her attempts to get her drink, carried her to the couch. He then proceeded to sit, neatly setting her in the space next to him. "There. That's more comfy." he said, relaxing into the seat behind him. He let go of the side hug and moved his hand to his lap, brushing her ear in the process. He then stopped, thought for a second, and said "You know what? You have very soft ears.". He then proceeded to rub her right ear softly. It was obvious that he was incredibly drunk at this point, the bottle he slammed coming into full effect.

[Metroidhunter]

While she did consider what he was doing to be strange, she wasn't exactly surprised, for obvious reasons. Instead, Vivian simply reached up and grabbed his wrist in her iron grip, pulling it away from her bunny ears. "Yeah. But you have to ask before you do stuff like that, man." Leaning back in her seat, she started to get comfy, closing her eyes for just a moment. "You're pretty messed up right now, by the way."

Shortly after she said it, she resumed getting herself closer to where he was at by downing the remainder of what was in the glass that she held. It was enough to make her cough a few times, but she soon went back into her relaxed state. "Now what?"

[Mikelobmike]

"Just. Just a little bit." Michael said with a smile, leaning away from Vivian. "I'm just saying that I expected them to feel different. Now anyway, I ordered some pizza. So, it should be here in a few minutes. Now, may I touch your ears?" he asked, trying not to sound like an asshole while doing so and only failing slightly.

Michael moved away from Vivian slightly. While he wanted to keep petting her ears, he was at least trying to avoid making her uncomfortable. He leaned back into the seat, keeping his arms to himself for the time being. There was a small part of his brain that knew he was very drunk and attempting to keep him civil. And boy, did that small part have its work cut out for it.

[Metroidhunter]

Vivian laughed as he actually went and asked. People seemed to want to do that a lot, and in all fairness, she didn't even mind it all that much herself. Still, she found it a little odd just how much he wanted to do it.

After a few more moments of silent consideration, she shrugged. "Yeah, go ahead, I guess. But only for a few seconds." Leaning forward, she took her glass and set it down on the floor next to the couch, figuring that she'd remember about it later. Not that she would, but it was the thought that mattered. Afterwards, she sat back against the couch again, though she did tilt her head sideways a little in his direction.

[Mikelobmike]

Michael nodded slightly when she agreed, happy that they were on good terms. He reached over, petting her on the base of her right ear. "You know, these ears are way too fucking cute, right? Like, god damn." he said, having a small laugh as he petted. He was entirely too amused by what was going  on, and him being drunk was not helping.

Inside his head, the rational part of his brain was scrambling to try and keep him from doing anything stupider. His moral compass was aligned correctly for the time being, but he was periodically thinking of how he should behave in the situation. This was his friend, and he wanted to not drive her away from being his friend.

[Metroidhunter]

Laughing at his comment on her ears, Vivian couldn't help it when her face turned red. That type of compliment was one that she received a lot, but seeing as it was coming from him, she appreciated it a bit more. "Thanks." Unable to think up a better or longer response, she simply sat there and let Michael pet her. While she had originally only wanted him to do it briefly, it was somewhat relaxing, especially with where he was doing it. Even in his drunken state, he could probably tell, as she was smiling with her eyes closed the whole time.