You're walking through town with Meldrick, people getting larry at the entrances of bars, blowing mouthfuls of smoke from their flaming cigs. It's not very pretty, I tell thee.

"I predict a riot." Meldrick grumbles, rolling his eyes at the drunks.

You two continue to walk through the night lit streets, occasionally raising the odd eyebrow at passer-byers.

"Walking through town is 'scary' at night. Not very sensible, either.." Meldrick mumbles to himself.