*Logan walked down the road with Mei from their appartments to the nearest bar that they could find. Their plan was to get drunk. Logan was suprised that she was allowing this sort of behavior so soon after the...incident with the asprin that landed him in mungos. Anyway, he was glad they were going out. Was it responsible? No. But it would be fun annd it would lessen the tension.* "So where are we headed?" *He asked Mei, as he stumbled over a rock in the road.*

She watched him stumble from the corner of her eye and barely restrained a laugh. Had she'd been thinking properly about the last few days she would have demanded he stayed at home, but as it was she wasn't. Her mind was filled with many thoughts, most of the current ones revolving around figuring out a way to get rid of all the tension that seemed to surround their friendship. She of course, had been quite angry too so alcohol would help.

"How about the three broomsticks oh clumsy one?"

*Logan giggled and nodded* "Alright....sounds goooooood." *Loga nlatched onto Mei, putting his weight on her trying to make her stumble. Finally they reached the three broomsticks. When they walked into the door, Logan took their coats and threw them on top of the shelf in the closet as opposed to hanging them up.* "Who's buying the first round? NOT IT!" *He yelled from across the room, grinning*

The desired effect was achieved as she stumbled lightly under his added weight; though she stayed upright. she threw him a playful glare as they walked through the doors, but scowled when he threw her coat on a shelf. Always messy, even when hes not in his own home.

She rolled her eyes when he declared it her round, and drew her wand to summon her purse from the coat which was too high for her to reach.

"And you would like what Logan?"

She passed him on the way to the bar, sticking her tongue out at him before heading over to the counter. Inevitable she was ID-ed because of her height and childish behaviour she proved her age with her witch card before ordering herself a Sour Swirl; a fruity cocktail she always drunk.

*Logan came bounding over to the counter to stand next to her* "Uh, Fire Whiskey....duh." *He laughed* "Get real drunk real fast.." *He called as he went bounding down the bar and got on a stool, saving the one next to him for Mei.* "No girly drinks for me....unlike you....girly." *He laughed again.*

"I have always had a sweet tooth and this is sweet." She stuck her tongue out at him as if this finalized her point that there was nothing wrong with girly drinks, she was after all a girl; even if she was a little less girly than most.

She complied to his wishes and ordered him a fire whiskey. A drink she'd always personally despised. "How you drink that stuff is beyond me." She pulled a sour face before sipping from her own bright green drink delighfully. She winked at Logan and held her arm out, like waiting to be escorted.

"Lead me to our table good sir?"

"That I shall, miss..." *Logan took his drink in one hand before linking arms with her with his other hand. He stuck his nose in the air and started walking to their seats very slowly, trying to keep a straight face and looked overly snooty. He failed and laughed just about the time that they reached their bar stools atr the far end of the room.* "M'lady..." *He pulled out her stool for her before sitting down himself and setting down his drink.*

Mei, unlike Logan, had manged to keep a straight face up until the point where she sat primly down on her chair. At that point she burst out laughing nearly sloshing her drink all over the floor. Thankful she didn't, placing it down on the table she looked across at Logan a wicked grin on her face.

"This place brings back memories. All those unofficial hogsmeade trips...Its nice to do stuff like this." She smiled softly before planting her normal bright grin over her display of emotion.