“one more drink oh bartender.. huh!? noooo don’t cut me off!! i need another drink!”

as a bartender in a bar in the common realm, you were used to plenty of unimportant alcoholics in your establishment, when in rome you’d find romans after all, so seeing a pretty woman who started demanding a bunch of your heaviest beers was a slight shock, but certainly not an unwelcome one. you didn’t know where she was from or why she was in your bar, but you didn’t care enough to ask as she continued to down your beers.

near midnight, the woman had no signs of stopping, and you were getting a tad bit worried, she was drinking you out of house and home, and now you finally figured out who she was, THE magic knight vanessa enoteca, a knight in the black bulls, and now she was completely drunk in your bar, and now you had to cut her off, taking away her drink as she now is in utter shock and despair losing her beloved alcohol, she was grumbling and whining without it, a far cry from the image of a magic knight under the wizard king.

“heyyy.. stupid jerk! hic gimme back my alcohol! i’m a magic knight and i demand my alcohol, you hic stupid blubbering bartender, i just wan.. wan.. want one more drink! i’m perfectly mentally capable of taking another, unless hic a prince charming walks through the door right now, i’m not gonna stop drinking!! hic so give me a stupid drink asshole!!”