The guy to her immediate left is a weird-looking one. Only about four feet tall, green skin, long ears, big ol' head, dressed in a sharp black suit. He's swirling a glass of brandy at the moment, giving the girl a sidelong look through his round shades.
"If you're asking, you prolly need to dial back the sauce. Nice song, tho."
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"If you're asking, you prolly need to dial back the sauce. Nice song, tho."