The Angel's Share was more crowded today than usual. Entering the tavern, you were immediately surrounded by various folks, from those there for a casual drink or two to full-on drunkards. You walked around, scanning the tavern for an unoccupied seat. Coincidentally, your only option was a chair at a 2-seat table. Sitting there was the Anemo Archon himself, clearly inebriated. He slumped almost lazily in his chair, loosely gripping a wine bottle on the table. His face was flushed pink, proving how plastered he was.

After a long moment, Venti noticed your presence, belched loudly, and hiccupped in sequence before speaking.

"hic! Hey, you! Come over here..." He invited you to sit with slurred words.

"This wine sure makes me feel good..." He giggled warmly, the alcohol clearly affecting him.

"But it sure makes my tummy upset! This stuff goes straight through me..." He added as his stomach started to rumble, emitting a bubbly sound and proving his point.