"Yu kno, itsh not tat eashy workin all day, gouin from onez meetin twos anothers fer more den seix ourss. Andz! Notsso much ashs a bot'le a water. Ahndz a, ay uh." Yuko stopped, noticing one of the server women's well developed breasts and comparing them to her own before continuing on her drunken rant. "uh, a... you knoww, no... thats not whuts wroung. I need... ne, I need a nother drink. An other one, plez... I needs bigger breasts. They all... onley ma darlin Riiichi lovels me. But itsh cool, itsh col. I jusht need ma Riichi..." Yuko froze for a few minutes, gathering her thoughts and realizing that she's been out way too long. "Anwho... thanks for the night. I'm goin home... gon go to Riichi, gon.. ya." Yuko skuttered to her feet, ignoring everything that wasn't immediately important in front of her. Wibbly wobbly, she made it out to the front door of the night club, a migraine already settling in. Within 5 minutes longer than it should have, she was outside, breathing in deep the nice fresh air, before collapsing into a slumber three feet from the door, against the wall of the building.