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((Inner!Tim: She drank you under the table, didn't she? Correct me if I'm wrong, but I don't think alcohol tolerance is something they formally teach Mossad agents.))

Drank you under the table, then?

((...Because Ten had to say it. << *spams with OOC notes*))

Yes, she rather did. It was just the two of us, you see, and I seemed to have more than I usually would. Alone I only have one drink. It's been years since I've indulged to this degree and I'm afraid my head is rather paying for my folly.

I can hear his voice. *hugs you*

((I've been meaning for AGES really to make poor Tim a journal to play somewhere, but I dropped the RP I was going to shove him into, and I've filled up my TM slots.))

Weeeeell, it happens sometimes, if you haven't for a while. It's happened to me, and I find myself particularly resistant to the effects of alcohol in comparison to most Humans! Most everyone, it seems, or maybe that's just me boasting. I tend to do that a lot... *rambles on, as Ten tends to do* I don't make it a habit of drinking a lot in one sitting. Drunk isn't a very appealing state. Dulls the senses, slows the body and the mind, all that.

Next time you'll just have to show a little more self-restraint, that's all!

I thought you got more TM slots after you'd "proved" you could handle doing 3. Okay, that sounds dirty. You should make a journal, start him off in sixwordstories or something.

I don't think there will be a next time. My body is beginning to slow without the aid of alcohol and i don't find the sensation of being drunk any more pleasant than you do, apparently. There was a time... *rambles on as Ducky tends to do*

OMG, it just occured to me that Ducky and Ten could talk for hours without pause...

You know, drinking amber liquid is the worst thing to drink. If you drank that you could try again just drinking water or something.

Someone told me that anyway. I don't really know what it means.

It's good advice, my wee friend. I hope you follow it for years to come.

I probably will.

Is that what you were drinking?

An amber coloured liquid? Yes, I was. It's called scotch. A small amount, as long as you are an adult, is not harmful but large quantities can make you sick.

Oh, so its only healthy if you are an adult.

You seem like you're an adult. Are you?

I think I may well go awww now and give you that pouty face that works so well on McGee.

Somehow I don't think it would have the same effect coming from you.

And why no more drinking with me? I was very well behaved.

It was a treat to spend the evening with you, my dear. The chastisement was directed at myself; I was so caught up in our conversation that I ordered more drinks than was wise.

You should have had more water before bed. I woke up quite fine from our night. I also lie a great deal about my headache.

You're right, I should have. Physician, heal thyself.

I would say that I plan to do better next time, but then I just promised that there wouldn't be a next time.

Mr. doctor guy? Can I ask you something?

Certainly you can. And please, call me Ducky.

*giggles*

Ducky! That's sillly.

I'm Billy!

Anyway, you seem like a really smart adult and you're a doctor so I figure I can ask you this. Have you ever seen white powdery stuff? It looks like sugar but I don't think it is. I saw this girl I know sniffing it! Do you know about it? Is it okay for grown ups, like the amber liquid?

*crouching down so that he is eye level with Billy*

You are a very smart boy to ask a question like that. I'm afraid the answer is no, that's not safe for grown ups, or children. The girl you know needs help, but more importantly you need to be sure to stay far away from that powder. Okay?

*terrified, looks into the eyes of this man he's decided must be a certified genius*

I smelled it once, but it made my nose tickle and I didn't like it. Am I going to get sick?

How do I stop her from doing it more? I don't want her to get sick either.

*frowning, Ducky picks the boy up and sets him on a counter*

Stick your tongue out, and wiggle it like this.

*Ducky sticks his own tonue out, making a funny face*

Now there's a nice and healthy tongue if I've ever seen one. And your nose is just fine too.

*taps Billy on the nose*

You are fine. Just don't breath any more of that substance in, alright.

I'm afraid there is nothing you can do to stop your friend. She needs to make that decision for herself.