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"I think you are incredibly adorable," she remarked. "You were like a Rottweiler out there fighting off that huge guy with ease. Inside, though, you're like ... a puppy. It's sweet." Her hand drifted down my arm and continued downward. "I have to admit, I like cute guys like you...."

She surprised me as I felt her hand slowly going up and down my leg.

"Barkeep!" I exclaimed as I kept my eyes affixed on hers.

"Yes?" Ron asked as he came over. I nudged my glass toward him.

"Another, please," I said.

"Another one?" she asked, seemingly impressed. "You going for the high score?"

"Definitely," I replied with a nod.

By the time she was halfway through her second drink, I was done with seven. Yes, seven. The empty glasses were scattered about in front of me like my trophies. Needless to say, I was very, very drunk at that point.

"Ya' know, I gotta tell ya," I spoke in a drunken slur, "... a woman like you ... turns me on so much..."

She grinned at me as her finger traced the lip of her glass.

"Oh yeah? Why's that?"

"Because... you're so hot." I pointed my finger at her, finding it hard to keep my balance. "You don't take crap from anybody around here."

"Well, I can't let the stiffs think they can walk all over me. I wouldn't have lasted as long as I did."

"That's right," I concurred. "You show 'em!"

She smirked playfully. "What else do you think of me?"

"I think you're hot, ... and you're beautiful, and ... you're sexy." She stifled a laugh. "And you've got an amazing rack...."

"You like them, huh?" she asked, casually nudging the side of her breasts with her arm. "They're real, you know."

"You're real," I replied in an attempt to be sexy, but looked very goofy instead. "You are so real."

She quietly laughed, shaking her head as she looked at me with a warm smile.

"So, you're not actually a drinker, huh?"

"No," I replied. "I totally lied out of my ass." She nodded, figuring as much. "I was ... so, so, so hoping ... that I would get laid by you tonight. So hoping."

She hummed thoughtfully at that admission. "I caught you giving me the eye a few times, but you kept it to yourself." She reached over and placed her hand over her own. I drunkenly stared at it before looking up at her. "You know, I like a man who's honest...."

"Honesty is the best policy," I replied.

"You think you can handle me? Hmm?"

"I sure can," I said before leaning in and holding a hand to the side of my mouth. "After all, I have superpowers," I whispered. "But, but, shhh... don't tell anyone, okay? It'll be our secret!" Considering how genuine I sounded, she seemed more confused than tickled my comment. But she brushed it off as nothing more than drunken silliness.

"You're a fun drunk, Anthony," she remarked, taking a final drink from her glass. "I haven't had this much fun in a long time."

"Oh, I'm fun, baby! I'm Mr. Fun!" I exclaimed, catching a few confused stares from people nearby. Most of the people had already left by then, so there weren't too many spectators to my drunken stupor. "Woo!" Cassandra seemed to be loving the confusion I was attracting. They all quickly looked away from me upon seeing Cassandra glancing around at them. "Ohh, my head is ... flying right now."

With that thought, I drunkenly began to float into the air a few inches. Cassandra watched in shock and confusion before I suddenly plopped back down onto the stool with a goofy laugh. She was still in shock while I groaned wearily and lost my balance a bit. I fell toward her and she quickly caught me.

"Whoa!" she said with a laugh. "You really are flying, huh?"

"I feel dizzy...," I remarked with a weak groan.

"Come on, let's get you out of here," she said as she slipped down from her chair. She then helped me to do the same. "You can sleep it off at my place."

Cassandra waved to the barkeep, who smiled and waved back. She kept her arm tightly hooked around my chest as she calmly led me out of the dining hall.

"Whoo!" I exclaimed. "Here comes the groom! All dressed in ... bloom!" I thought about what I said before bursting out laughing.

As we got out into the hallway, she called for the nearest elevator. I looked at her in the nearby mirrored wall and grinned.

"Wow...," I remarked in amazement as I saw her reflection. "Is that your twin sister? She's so hot like you are...." She smiled and calmly led me onto the elevator. She pushed for her floor, allowing the doors to close. I groaned and stumbled to the side, but she held me upright.

"Almost there," she quietly said. "Just stay with me, okay?"

"Oh, I'll stay with you, baby," I slurred out another attempt to be seductive. "I'll stay with you all night long...."

She grinned in amusement. "You really want me, huh?"