"Well boys, the best way to get noticed after leaving a pub is to walk home with a guarded and hunted look about you!" Proclaims Blay, louder, perhaps, than strictly necessary, believing the tone of voice and mood of the speaker are more likely to be noticed by the casual observer than the content of the speech. "So, let us be inconspicuous!"
Adopting a stumbling gait, slurring his speech slightly, and leaning a bit on the oversized dragonborn walking with him, Blay begins to sing.
"The Trooper that mounts the war horse
And Lovers that Courts for a Wife,
Good Faith they are both at a loss,
Were it not for the Liquor of Life:
It makes them couragious and stout,
Their Hearts in Jockeller vain,
And tho we Drink briskly about,
We'll never be Drunk again!
Some Men that are commonly Drunk;
Will often fall out with their Friends,
And others will Troop to a Punk,
Where Money they wistfully spend ;
Which they have reason so to prize,
Because it is hard to obtain,
Boys let us be merry and wise,
And never be Drunk again!"
He urges Joshua to act likewise, so as to appear to all the world as just another troop of drunken louts on their way home from the bar.
ooc: I'll take that Aid Another, Digger! Bluff +7
