made a complete ass of himself, but he's somewhere over there passed out in some alley wearing one od those ridiulous giant beer mug hats.

isn't going to help either of them. He may be drunk, but not enough to forget earlier. Dear god...yeah, he's going to return to his beer.-

And kick Gilbert now and then to try to wake him up, since he's sitting at that table.

would think, it he was conscious, that earlier was really awesome! At least he didn't take his clothes off. But as soon as he wakes, he's-

going to have no idea where he's at. Yelling at people in English might help though.

going to pretend he doesn't hear any of that. Let America embarass himself as always.

actually going to do that in a moment, after some dryheaving. It's cruel to ignore his yelling. He'd help *you*.

doesn't want the kind of help America has to offer.

can't understand why, but whatever. He's found those white tents again. He's happy and ready for another liter. Pint. Whatever's used here.