[Ludovico]

“Silly boy thats all in your head.” Quiet literally all in his head, Niaz mused. Not really sure what the side effects were of getting drunk inside your own head. “You probably wont die, just wake up.” He set the glass down after taking a sip of his own. “Besides I wont let you die.” He watched the boy curiously wonder from one area to another, amazed that he could find relics that were not that old, fascinating. Niaz slid off his seat, just as the woman was coming around to his end of the bar again. He slipped among the tables about the room to a large area that was reserved to be a dance floor. He grabbed the hands of one of the flappers and started to dance with her.