[Blaine]

"Oh would I now? I don't believe I am the only one in the slightest. I believe I am simply the only one with enough gall to openly say it." Completely downing his drink, he winked and smiled at the barmaid as he blushed and giggled, quickly making him another one and then another for when he was done with that one. She hadn't seen him around before and was simply excited to see him flirting with her.

Looking to Vaan, he glanced as Basch as he commented, then back at the boy with a wry, haughty smiling as the blond eagerly hopped up and down as he drank unprofessionally from his mug. "Balthier, would you do it??" His voice bounced and he grinned from ear to ear, like a puppy waiting for a treat. "You could choose the clothing we need for the groom and Basch! Could you be apart of my groom, too??" Nearly vibrating he was so happy, Vaan chucked another beverage and hiccuped as he tottered off as if he was distracted by something. Reaching hand out, the sky pirate grabbed his protege and clicked his tongue as he turned him right back around and sat him down. "Don't leave your guests as you speak to them. Bad manners you know."

Sighing, he grinned and shook his head with eyebrows high, shrugging. "I do not see why I couldn't be your best man. And no no, you choose what we need to wear just...make it classy." Winking as he finally let the boy go, Vaan nodded vigourously then shot off as he wen tto bade the ladies farewell. Chuckling, the smug pirate took a sip of his fourth drink, finishing it off as a fifth one was close behind. Waving as well to the woman, he smiled before returning to the other blond.

"So, Basch..." He started, eyes narrowing a bit as he paused, waiting before he looked back. Lightly shaking his head, his eye re-opened as he looked over. "..what are you doing with yourself now? Your clothes are that bad, so you must be living nicer than before. No longer hated, it must me nice." Balthier nodded pleasantly to himself as he winked again at the barmaid as he head lightly swayed, something obviously amiss as a seventh drink was pushed towards him. However, he was very much cognizant.

"I don't hear of you often nor do I see any news of you so you must be living a nice and safe life hmmm?" Leaning against the bar, he turned himself fully to the twin as he leaned on his hand. "What is the great Captain Basch up to nowadays? Still a babysitter?"