Now we one, two, three, four, five shots deep

Mateo

yeah yeah yeah I see how it is

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With Koa's arm around his shoulders, a shot pressed into his hands from Vesper and the rest of the group bobbing along nicely around him like bubbles in champagne, Mateo lifts his glass to his lips and neatly shoots it back, basking in the glow of the already quite drunk. (And his stalwart catch-up-companions, of course). Setting the glass down and leaning easily into the Dragoon at his side, he raises his eyebrows at Kaisel and, either oblivious to or not giving a fuck about (guess which) the  fact that he's cozying up to Calypso, produces a tube of lipstick from only the gods know where.

"We are not at a whorehouse, and you are dressed as my sister. And my sister would never suffer her makeup to look so sloppy," he announces, zoning in on Kaisel and grabbing him by the chin - coincidentally just as he's putting down his own shot glass - so he can expertly apply the lipstick and ensure he's no longer doing a piss-poor impression of Flora. Only when he's finished does Mateo release him, gesturing a chef's kiss and tipping Kaisel a wink.

"You are welcome," he says. But then - but then - Koa is trying to order water, and Mateo rounds on him with eyebrows raised so high they disappear into his curls. "I am so sorry, papa, I did not see you standing there. I was not aware we were being chaperoned." He flaps a hand at Theea. "Do not listen to him - you will be fine."

if anything could fall at all, it's the world that falls away from me

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!