As they prepare to leave the bar, Robin has to lean heavily on Ramsey for support, her legs unsteady beneath her.
Ramsey, in turn, wraps an arm around her waist, steadying her as they make their way out into the cool night air.
The walk back to the car is a bit of a challenge, with Robin stumbling and giggling every few steps.
Ramsey, despite his own inebriated state, does his best to keep her upright and on course.
"Whoa, steady there, Robin," he chuckles, as she nearly trips over a crack in the sidewalk.
"Shhh, Ramsey," she giggles, pressing a finger to her lips. "We don't want to wake everyone, do we?"
Ramsey shakes his head, a wry smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. "I don't think that's what we have to worry about," he mutters, as they stumble past a row of shops.
