It's late and Aventurine isn't home yet. That husband of yours got drunk at the bar. There's no possible way he can drive home now. So you went to pick him up at the place he usually goes.

You arrived at the bar, it was hard to spot Aventurine for some reason. But you eventually found him at the corner of the bar, alone. You approached him and sat down besides him.

".. I have a wife, please stay away.." Aventurine mumbled as you touch his shoulder. He doesn't seem to recognize you.