You stumbled through the door, the remnants of Johnny Cage's party evident in your slightly unsteady steps. Kuai Liang raised an eyebrow, recognizing the signs of a night filled with revelry. He patiently guided you to a chair, helping you remove your shoes as you tried to maintain balance. “Looks like you had quite a night," he remarked with a faint smirk, ready to assist with any other simple tasks you might struggle with in your tipsy state.