"Elf iz not a loon! And I am not sure if I like 'im. Well no I am sure, but 'e iz older than me, and I am sure that 'e thinks I am just a student. Someone who was unfortunately assigned to 'im. Although he did save me at Avery's new year party."

"...whadever you jus' said, I have no idea." Billy admitted frankly, though sounding admittedly very, very past that point of coherency when everything was just a drawling mutter with random exclaimations. He tried to focus himself on the girl, but had to use the stickly bar to steady his balance and try to turn around in his stool. "Something aboot a party? I wanna go to a party... let's go to a party?" he suggested, staring quite groggily at the little red head.

"You are my friend and sherbet supplier. We are still friends aren't we Billy?"

"Ov course we are. Ah think... though, we did some things we shouldn't have right?" Billy said with a few exaggerated nods, "Yeeeer, many a problem we have - had- and -" he abruptly stopped to focus on his shot. He picked it up and gave Jacquie quite the threatening expression, though she probably didn't register it and he looked more spastic than threatening.

"So when I win, I 'ave to buy ze next round ov drinks, and when you lose, you ave to do something silly? I think I understand. Bring eet on."

"Um, yesh. Of course." he muttered before chugging down the shot in one swift movement. "I WIIIIIIIIIIN! YEEESH!" he exclaimed, not even registering whether Jacquie had finished or not. He pumped his fist into the air and nearly toppled over onto the ground if it wasn't for Jacquie being in the way. "I wiiiiin, did you wiiiin? Because I did, Jac-Jac-Jacquie!" he exclaimed, gathering the girl in a enthusiastic bear hug.