Cake Lady

Of course, naturally, it *would* be him that
had to go home alone. For a majority of the night, Elias had been spending his
time enjoying what was a general consensus of perhaps too much alcohol in some
dingy alleyway bar. He was as elegant as barflies could have been, considering;
but even though he was alone, that didn't mean there wasn't a party. In fact,
the current location was as rowdy as these things come in. God, someone could
get *smacked right upside the head with a chair* if they didn't
watch their back close enough!

Eventually, though and as all these things do, the ruckus
began to die down, and the man embarked on his journey through the streets of
Bethnal Green to half-stagger home, to the Society. Slummy streets were slowly
beginning to become more dignified buildings as he walked, but Elias had too
little of his wits to take notice.

**Alicia**
Ghast:**\*Alicia had decided to go**
get materials to recreate the machine that had brought her here. She didn't know what she was looking for, but she was
going to find it! As she walked she saw a man who looked a lot like her husband
did sometimes. Translation- he looked drunk. And he looked familiar. She walked
over to him, her quest for materials abandoned.\* sir, do you need help getting
home...? \*through his drunk eyes it most likely looked like she was a teenager,
which she usually did, but someone drunk might find it hard to see the maturity
in her word choice and actions.\*

**Decipherer:**  Elias
squints at the... teenager?, his head tilting. She looked vaguely familiar,
though in all fairness, he'd seen a lot of faces. He chalked it up to a faint
resemblance and shook his head, a grin appearing. "Hmm? No, I'm f-
fine."

**Alicia**
Ghast:**Oh... okay... are you sure...?**

**Decipherer:**  "Uh-huh."
He giggles.

**Alicia**
Ghast:**... where do you live?**

**Decipherer:**  The -- ...
hey, I'm, uh, not answering that!"

**Alicia**
Ghast:**I'm helping you get home! I'm a girl, you think I'm gonna**
rob you?

**Decipherer:**  "I
don't know you!"

**Alicia**
Ghast:**I recognize you... you live at the society?**

**Decipherer:**  "...
Maaaybe."

**Alicia**
Ghast:**That's a yes. So do I!**

**Decipherer:**  "Wait,
do you really?!"

**Alicia**
Ghast:**Yes!**

**Decipherer:**  He squints
again. "... Oh, yeaaaah. I do know you!"

**Alicia**
Ghast:**Alicia Ghast, sir.**

**Decipherer:**  His face
screws up with thought. "Cake lady?"

**Alicia**
Ghast:**Mhm!**

**Decipherer:**  "...
You're that baker lady my brother likes?"
**Alicia Ghast:**  Your brother? Yeah!
(I'm surprised you reacted so well to a drunk guy...~)
\*frowns\* why do you say that?
(Well when your husband comes home drunk, he-)
Shut up!

**Decipherer:**  He tilts
his head in confusion, "Hmm?"

**Alicia**
Ghast:**The Narrator...**

**Decipherer:**  "...
Wha?"

**Alicia**
Ghast:**Nothing.**

**Decipherer:**  "...
Umm, alright!"

**Alicia**
Ghast:**You need help getting home?**

**Decipherer:**  "Haha,
that'd be nice."

**Alicia**
Ghast:**Alright. Come on!**

**Decipherer:**  Elias
quickly falls into step behind Alicia, only narrowly avoiding falling flat on
his face... numerous times.

**Alicia**
Ghast:**\*she caught him every time, used to this.\***

**Decipherer:**  Bubbly
laughter escapes him each and every time. "Thanks!"

**Alicia**
Ghast:**Of course...**

**Decipherer:**  Together,
the two arrive at the Society. He turns to face Alicia with a wide grin and
half-lidded eyes, but despite his drunkenness, he seems rather spritely.
"Thank you!"
He throws his arms around the woman in a grateful hug.

**Alicia**
Ghast:**\*she smiled, about to respond. When he came for a hug it**
startled her and she winced, worried he was going to hurt her. She **Decipherer:**  He giggles
and pulls away before stumbling up the steps. He opens the door and pauses,
waiting for her to enter.

**Alicia**
Ghast:**\*she walked through the door, laughing nervously\***

**Decipherer:**  He doesn't
catch onto this and strides in behind her, closing the door with a laugh.
"Alrightey! I should probably head up to my room."

**Alicia**
Ghast: **Probably!**

**Decipherer:**  He pats
her shoulder with a grin, "Thanks for helping me, cake lady!"

**Alicia**
Ghast:**No problem...**

**Decipherer:**  With that,
he sets off to find his room.