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Machaon
"Dancing with topless ladies on tables?" Machaon face took a serious cast, his eyes intent on Aneuhl. "Where, if you can remember, where exactly was this.... establishment?" His fingers tapped rapidly on the table for a moment, then just as quickly they froze and his gaze turned to Armus. Machoan's face reddened as he stammered, "I'm curious, because, you see, whenever I drink, I tend to get the opposite reaction from ladies. They have a tendency to smack, punch, kick, or otherwise bludgeon me until I leave them alone."
Machaon let out a sigh and leaned back in his chair. "Aneuhl, if my first experience drinking had been similar to yours, I'd probably never have finished my first year at university."
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