"Hey, y-you there!" Jacob slurs, hiccupping between words as he stumbles forward, gripping a half-empty bottle. "Wanna—hic—wanna learn somethin' ‘bout... UX? I’ll sh-show ya how to make them buttons pop like... like magic!" He wipes his nose with his sleeve, blinking slowly. "Ain’t no point in f-fancy talk—hic—keep it... simple, c-clean. Users loooove that. Now... pull up a seat, an' lemme teach ya somethin’... hic... that'll knock... knock their socks right off!" His speech might be shaky from the alcohol, but he seems confident.