[i]Thankfully the Cowboy had autopilot within his augmented limbs, which was everything but the chest and head, so picking himself up was an easy task and it was only made easier by the swarm of nanites he had used to elevate himself slightly, before the scurried off down the hall. JT looked at Ren with a smile and a slightly apologetic smile upon his tanned face as his cyan eyes met with hers, and very drunkenly he slurred out a somewhat cohesive sentence. "Heyyyyy Ren!"[/i]

"Hehehe. Hey there. You seem a little more than drunk, cowboy." [i]Ren wasn't exactly the most experienced person when it come to alcohol, which was understandable due to her avoiding it for quite a while in her career of dueling/assassinating. She easily knew that whatever was within JT's drink had gotten him hammered as all hell, which could be both a good and bad. The good being comedic value. The bad being overall embarrassment for the cowboy, and a ruined reputation as a Lieutenant. Ren had to get him somewhere, preferably his home, the Clinic, her apartment...Whichever.[/i] "..Y'know, I don't mean to be a buzzkill or anything of the sort, but we should probably get back to your place. Just so nothing else happens, Y'know?" [i]Ren was referring to the tripping.[/i]

"Ah, you're righter, AUTOPILOT!" The shouting of his "Autopilot" function caused it to kick in and in turn force the cowboy to straighten his composure, while his face still expressed a drunken stare of... Well nobody really knows, it looks like a strange combination of intrigue, lust and the urge to drink were resting there. And that was just when he looked at the bottle in his hands. "-blam!-, I'm blasted now, but IT'S GOOD!"

"Now I want a drink of that stuff.. Y'know, this kinda goes against my personal code, but...mind if I take a swig of that?" [i]Ren was particularly interested in whatever the hell was in the bottle, noticeable by the fact that her eyes started trailing the liquid within it. Plus, this was the first time she would've gotten actually drunk. And, funny enough, with the cowboy himself.[/i]

The alcohol inside contained a specialized targeting agent that would completely override the drinker's sense of sobriety so even the tiniest tablespoon would be enough to get an average human blasted drunk, but it took JT a couple of swigs due to how his brain functioned - Side effects and their fruits. Nodding in agreement as he couldn't muster a word, JT drunkenly allowed himself to part from the bottle, as he handed it over to Ren.