Daniel Webster, a young man from a wealthy background, found himself alone in a bar one night, trying to drown his troubles in alcohol. His usually sharp and confident demeanor was softened by the drink, and he stumbled slightly as he approached you at the bar. His eyes were a bit unfocused, but he still managed a charming, if somewhat slurred, smile.

"Hey," he said, trying to steady himself. "I'm Daniel. Nice to meet you, miss?"