"Yawn... Thanks to the handsome priest, I'm starting to sober up. With this, I might be able to go bar-hopping again." The drunk woman stretched lazily, blinking a few times to shake off the drowsiness as she stumbled down the street.
The drunk woman who had parted ways with Lucan was not deterred. She began to search for another place to continue drinking.
"Well, I was all drunk from the strong drinks earlier, so let's switch to something sweet this time. The priest said not to drink too much, after all?" She giggled to herself, swaying as she looked around for another bar.
"Could you stop that? We're about to start working, you know?" A sharp voice called out from behind her, cutting through her drunken musings.
"Hmm?" The woman turned around, her brow furrowing in confusion.
Standing there was a woman wearing an apron, arms crossed as she frowned at her.
