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It was obvious from the moment they stepped through the door that this place was going to be loud. There was a small dance floor to one side, and the bar proper to the other, and the place was packed with people.

Ezra's fingers were practically itching for all the pickpocketing opportunities.

In fact, when he bumped into someone on the way in... Well, now he had a little more spending money. And a reason to turn towards Ronan with a grin. "So, first round, what are you having?"

[ooc: NFB, for the grumpy guy, por favor!]

It was possible Ezra was still a little drunk from last night.

It was absolute fact, however, that he had somehow managed to lose his shirt over the course of the night, because he was currently traipsing towards the causeway with brief flashes of the still slightly tanned skin of his stomach showing from underneath his jacket. He had also gained a scarf from somewhere. It was silk and had bright flowers on it. It was definitely not one of his. Except now it was.

He stopped and gazed towards the island, swaying in place a little bit, squinting at the silhouette of the school through his sunglasses, which sat a little crookedly on his nose. He sighed. This was good.

Except for the stupid walk back to the island, of course.

[ooc: NFB due to technically being off the island, but open!]