welcomes him....but will conveniently give him a room with a view of the main street. He hasn't forgotten that name you called him. >/

does not have this problem, fortunately! She hopes he likes it here, at least~

it so far! And he likes this view anyway, hah! Where's the party at? Was everyone waiting on his arrival?!

shakes her head. No one is waiting on anyone in particular, really. Anything special should be announced soon enough, though.

they should have waited on him! Hey! "Want to explore the hotel with me?" This is definitely a Korean hotel, there's got to be cool stuff -

somwhere.

somewhere*]

shrugs; there's a lot of people, though. But-- "Huh? I guess so...?" Someone better babysit him for a while, anyway.

precariously throws his luggage on his bed and drags her down the hall. This will be fun!

going to go check up on the chefs in the kitchen. Dinner should be ready about now, even if it is a bit late even for him.

he got a not so nice view compared to her. e.e But she's being dragged down the hall so whatever. "Have you eaten anything yet, at least?"

what her room looks like! "Ummmm. I ate on the plane! Korean stewardesses are the best. Is there any kimchi here?"

got a nice room down the hall from Francis. She has a seaside view and everything~ "Kimchi?" She blinks. "I don't think so, no.."

that's not really fair. Stupid snail dick. "...Why not?" He pauses for not even a second. "That's okay! I brought my own."

a different connection to him though! She positively pales at the comment, though. "I'm sure he has wonderful food prepared for us, though."

a better connection because he's Korean! "It'll taste way better if kimchi goes with it!"

not argue that for plenty of reasons. I: "Are you sure? Well, that's up to you, really..." He better stay away from the beer. e.e

"You should try some too! Have you had kimchi before? You're really missing out if you haven't." He might try to make the beer more Korean.-

Watch out.

not drink any of it if he tries to do that. |||: "No, I don't think I've had it before, really... What is it?"

that's more for him then. "It's fermented cabbage and other vegetables in seasoning. It's delicious."

he stays away from the alcohol. Is he even allowed to drink? "... It sounds... Nice." Well, it doesn't sound bad.

...can very well drink if no one notices! What's the drinking age here, anyway? "It's really delicious. I can go get some for you!"

should warn security then. But she won't. France does not have a drinking age, anyway. She shakes her head. "Maybe some other time, ok?"

take full advantage of that, then! 'Open bar' means free drinks, right? Or that it never closes? Or what? "Sometime before we leave!"

explains to him what open bar means. Hopefully someone that isn't her will keep an eye on him. She nods. "Alright, that sounds good."

going to take full advantage of this. "Awesome! I'll hold you to it."

would rather if he didn't, but it's not her problem, really. And.. ".. I don't doubt that. Ahah~"

can't be stopped by anyone! "Where's this bar at anyway?"

China can, maybe. 8| But the question makes her stop. "Um... I don't know yet. I went to sleep when I got here, so.."

Jung-gug to sleep with him! He'll have to find him before France later! "We should find it!"

does not want to know who Yong Soo sleeps with. |: She blinks. "Right now?"

going to tell her anyway! Even if it's not....*that* kind of sleeping... "Ye!"

does not want to know, either way. D8 And good, he seems a bit too young for that. ".. Well alright.. But no drinking."

doesn't even hesitate. "You mean not right now." So in like...fifteen minutes!

sighs. "I mean not anytime soon."

"Why not?"

rolls her eyes. "I don't want to be held responsible if you do something crazy.#

"*)

"You won't be! You'll only be....contributing to awesome."

[why does that sound Prussian /: FAIL]

[pffft xD<3]

sighs. "No, I really won't. So don't get any silly ideas, ja?"

"My ideas aren't silly; they're genius. Come on! Let me have someeee."

him a serious look. "Later -- when I say it's alright. How does that sound?"

"Depends upon when later is."

about it. "When -- if -- we find anyone from your family?"

"They might be a drag about it...." Groan. "Fine. But all we have to do is *see* them, then I drink as much as I want."

sighs. She gets the feeling he's going to try and find them on purpose. "Sure thing. But you're on your own after that."

probably will...but he didn't find out when everyone was leaving, so he'll just have to snoop around. "I can handre it!"

that will at least burn some time... She's not going to babysit him and watch him get drunk. His accent is so cute though. "Can you really?"

nods eagerly. "Ye, I can! Handreing it originated from Korea!"

giggles at that and pats his head. "Ja, ja. If you say so."

goes to fix his hair, as if it was neat to begin with. "I know so."

might end up making it even messier, anyway. "Of course."

just shake his head so his hair falls back how it should. "You'll see! I know I can handre my liquor."

reckons that's a good way to go about the issue. She laughs. "Can you, really?"

unreasonably overconfident about this. "Ye! Liquor handling is a Korean thing, you know."

snorts and pinches his cheek. "Oh, is it really? We'll see about that."

swats at her hand. "It is! I'll prove it."

not at all bothered by this and just pinches him again. "Mhmm? What do I get if I'm right?"

whacks her hand with more force this time. "What do you want?"

immediately pulls away. "It's not nice to hit a girl." She pouts. "I don't know, you tell me~"

"It's not nice to pinch, either. " He frowns. "If you're write I'll claim your boobs for you."

"But hitting i---" She pauses. What. "And what if I'm wrong?"

"...You can claim your boobs for me?"

deadpans. "I'm not letting you claim my boobs, kid."

he'll get his way. "You will!"

does not agree with this but she'll humour him. "What makes you so sure, hmm?"

"Because I have very talented hands."

snorts. "Your hands won't help you with your liquor, kid."

"They'll help you out." Here, let me demonstrate.

"What do you mea--" Here, have a mildly horrified face. "What the hell?"

knows how to move his hands properly! He's practised it before. "See!"

now blush and tear his hands away - and she's even nice enough to not try and break them. I: "Don't. Do. That."

"But...didn't you like it?" Don't hurt his ego, now. "They're mine now!"

snorts. Sure, sure, she'll humour him some more. "Oh, no, no, whatever you say, kid, whatever you say." Here, have a dismissive handwave.

takes her seriously. Finally someone agrees that they're his! Here, have another squeeze.

should have known better, oh dear god. She grabs his hands. "Okay, I think that's enough.."

frowns. "What. Why?"

rolls her eyes. "Someone claimed them beforehand?"

"Sucks for them! They're mine now."

deadpans again. "Mmm, ja. They're yours if you win the bet. Are you done groping now?"

"HAH REALLY?! I'm so going to win!" Yeah, he can be done for now.

happy to hear that. She rather hopes he won't win, too. "Sure thing, kid. I trust ya." Except not really.

"So when are we going to drink? I need to finalize my claim!"

snorts. "Well, whenever you want, I suppose."

"Now is good!"

shrugs. "Lead the way."

back on his mention to find the open bar!

going to follow him and hope to god she didn't just make a huge mistake.

still looking...this place is big. And he didn't pay attention to the details of the invite...

sighs and eventually just leads him around to the open bar.

runs up to it and stares, bouncing where he's standing. "What should I get?"

shakes her head and follows him at a slower pace. "Anything Belgian."

"That's French for Korean, right?"

rolls her eyes. "Ja, ja. Just make sure to use that word; Belgian."

tells the bartender he wants something Belgian and is sure to tell the man that it's French for Korean, and is handed a beer, by a rather.

just shakes her head at the man as if to tell him to not mind that and gets a beer for herself. "Good luck, then."

starts drinking it...it's not bad...really...but half way through this one beer and his head is spinning. He's not a lightweight, though. -

That beer is just strong!

chose Belgian beer for a reason. >u> That and she was pretty sure she was right, anyway. "So, what do you think?"

"S'good. I can handre it still." Disregard that he's already slurring his words. Poor boy.

snorts and ruffles his hair again. "Can you, really?"

nods. "To'lly! 'm Korean!"

laughs. "Maybe... You shouldn't drink anymore."

"Maybe *you* shouldn't! 'm perfectly fine."

snorts. "Did I drink anything? I think not."

"W-Well! I'm fine. I could prolly get up walk right out of here just fine." More like fall right on his face.

to see that. "Prove it."

"Hah! Fine. Prepare to be amazed." And there he goes, nearly falling off of the stool as soon as he tries to move.

amazed alright. She sort of snickers. "I guess I win the bet, then."

to hold onto the bar for support. He's probably the worst sixteen year old drinker ever. "No you don't! I was pretending!"