"I jus had a little of this and a little of that. Nothin' so big." He sat and sat hard, missing the chair completely and burst out laughing.

"I've fallen and I can't get it up!" he said, laughing some more and clinging to Ace's leg to support himself so he wouldn't crack his head against the wall. That would hurt and then Namur would kill him for getting blood on it.

"Hey Ace, Acelet, Acerine, darling, how come your legs're always so smooth?"