[Niko tries to grab a stool to remain upright but it doesn't stay that way. Stools, as it turns out, aren't much of a reliable support and down he goes, oofing as he lands heavily on the floor and staring around him as if the height level he's sitting at now is another plane of existence.]
[He looks at the tipped stool still in his hands. Blinks hard at it. Sits it back up.]
And now, I'm in the floor. Hello! [He says at Boone. From the floor.] It's okay. [He's got this. He's so got this. He grabs the edge of the bar and starts pulling himself up. It's a long trip.]
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[He looks at the tipped stool still in his hands. Blinks hard at it. Sits it back up.]
And now, I'm in the floor. Hello! [He says at Boone. From the floor.] It's okay. [He's got this. He's so got this. He grabs the edge of the bar and starts pulling himself up. It's a long trip.]
Shit. I'm wasted. This is strong stuff.