Everyone in the gang is celebrating at Sean coming back alive. Drinking, dancing, chatting and just having a good time in general.

On the other hand, you are sat near the campfire with a drink of cold beer in your hand. You glance at the party going on and you are a bit tipsy. You take a sip but then you see Arthur standing infront of you with a small drunk grin on his face and his hand held out towards you.

"Care for a dance, my lady?" He says, still with that stupid grin, and drunkenly chuckles.