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Jake smirked a little and reached his fist forward, with her doing the same. They bumped them and his tongue darted out slightly.

"...hah." he laughed.

"I can smell that it's you, and I can smell the booze in you." he told her.

"And normally I don't smell it like THAT unless you were recently in some kinda contest." he went on, leaning back a little in his chair. "So? Didja humiliate them?" he asked her.

"And who was the trickster in this?" he asked further.

"C'mon, gimme the details." he laughed.

Vincent chuckled in response.

"You do that, then." he said.

Sure enough, they partied throughout the night, and the following morning, mostly everyone was tired and hungover. Except for Vincent and Mira. Vincent because he didn't drink much, and he was used to late nights and such. And Mira because... she was Mira.

After the goodbyes had been said, with Richard reluctantly congratulating her on her victory, she was sent off back to San Diego, with the promise that the spear would be waiting for her in her office by the time she got there.

She made her way back to the Unit, and as soon as she stepped up to the security desk, the one there smiled at her.

"Mira!" he exclaimed.

"Welcome back!"

Once Vincent noticed she was back, he made his way over.

"I notice you barely seem to be affected by all the alcohol." he commented.

"I admit, you dwarves have a tolerance of the Gods when it comes to that stuff." he laughed.

"Regardless, feel free to eat as much as you like, mingle wherever, with whomever, this is really for you." he told her.

"You really accomplished something on this dig, Mira. And we are proud to have been a part of it." he said sincerely.

"..." he was then silent, before looking around.

"Though if you want, you and Richard didn't get into the BEST stuff we have here, if you'd like some of THAT." he revealed.

"It's dinner time, Eke." Ryker said.

"We're in the parking lot of a restaurant." he told him further. "If you want something, lemme know and I'll go get it and bring it back here." he continued.

"Just figured I should wake you up so you can either eat, or have food waiting. Food you WANT." he chuckled.

Savra, meanwhile, just stretched out, yawning widely and bearing their sharp teeth... before walking in a circle and laying back down.

Vincent just sighed and gave her his room number.

"Key should be in his pocket." he said.

"You're heftin' him up there?" James asked. "Want help?" he asked further.

"Nah, I'm good." Mira responded.

"You going to be coming back?" James then asked her.

"You barely touched any of the food, and there's still plenty left." he reasoned.

Vincent shook his head.

"She is not human." he responded.

"She is a dwarf. The Norse kind." he went on.

"An amazing weaponsmith... with a liver of iron." he then commented. "Or so it would seem." he continued.

"Richard is really showing it, but she looks strong, still." he mumbled further.

"We may need to have him taken to his room when he-" he started to say further, before the man sat down in a chair, and dropped his glass, promptly passing out and falling asleep.

"...passes out."

"Well, if this is going to happen, might as well taste good." Richard shrugged.

"And we shall." he said, before they clinked glasses and started to drink what was in them.

As they did so, Vincent just sighed as the rest of them made their way to the food.

After about 4 hours, Vienn looked over and saw that the contest was STILL going. And that Mira was very clearly winning. Something she had NEVER seen before.

Vincent noticed this as well, and laughed.

"Something tells me Richard's never actually drank with a dwarf."

"Relax, we know the drill for when Richard enters a drinking contest." Vincent responded, as Richard grabbed a bottle of... VERY good Rye, from what Mira could tell, and poured it into two glasses with ice in them.

"It's happened before." James told her.

Richard handed one of the glasses to Mira, but then put his own to his nose, gently inhaling the aroma.

"...this smells SO smooth." he commented.

"This may be a drinking contest, but no need to be barbarians about it." he reasoned.

Richard responded by slamming down the rest of what he had, and looking harshly at her.

"Pick the starter." he said.

"Scotch, Vodka, or Rye." he told her.

"We'll just SEE who drinks who under the table." he said further.

"Aaaand here we go." Vincent mumbled.

"Shall we go and get some food?" he suggested to the other two.

"Let them work this own on their own terms?"

They all saw it. As soon as she said that, Richard's expression changed... ever-so-slightly. His eyes hardened a little, but he sipped his champagne, before looking directly at Mira with a smirk.

"Is that so." he said.

"I'll have you know that I can handle my liquor with the best of them." he told her.

"Why, I've won numerous competitions of... varying local levels, admittedly. Drinking isn't... exactly the sort of thing one needs to be promoting for contests on large scales..." he mumbled.

"But I've become infamous among the Scots, the Irish, AND the Finns!" he declared.

"You think you can outdo me, Mira Greyson?" he asked her.

Lanston just laughed, as Vincent rolled his eyes, as they made their way to where the other 2 were. Once there, they were greeted, and Richard grabbed a bottle of champagne that had been in a bucket of ice.

"Excellent!" he said, as they were all given glasses for the drink.

"Before all else, this is to commemorate a historic moment in archaeology!" he declared, popping the cork off the bottle, and pouring each of them a generous amount of the beverage.

"Skål!" he said, as they all clinked their glasses together in a toast.

"We have this place until noon tomorrow." Vincent told her. "So this party may last a while." he said.

"As it should!" James responded confidently.

Ryker had noticed that as they were driving, it'd been a while... in fact, they were close to dinnertime... and Eke was still asleep. He pulled into the parking lot of a restaurant, parking in the corner of it, before making his way to where Eke was sleeping.

"Hey..." he said quietly, touching Eke's shoulder.

"Hey, you sound asleep?" he asked, gently nudging him.

"Want something to eat?" he then inquired, as Savra slowly perked up and looked over towards them.

"Oh, we know." Lanston responded.

"And I think, by the end of this, you'll have humbled ol' Richard." he whispered as he got super close.

"...he has his pride as a drinker, believe it or not." Vincent told her, as the three of them walked further in.

"And yes, I fibbed a bit." he admitted.

"This is very much mostly a party to celebrate your discovering Aegis." he revealed.

"We'd do this anyway, but it's a reason to REALLY let loose." Lanston declared with a hearty laugh.

"Let's go." Vincent then said.

As they walked, he took out his phone and sent a text. A quick one. And then put his phone away. He smiled at her afterwards, as they made their way down to the elevator, got in, and took it to the ground floor.

Once off, they made their way to where the banquet hall was, and Mira noticed a sign that said 'reserved for special event'. Was easy to guess it was for this little informal meeting they were going to.

However, when he opened the doors to the banquet hall, Mira saw that it looked like there was some MAJOR shindig happening. There was a LOT of food spread out, multiple of EVERY dish the hotel served and catered, and SO much alcohol, champagne and otherwise. And everyone looked over towards them, letting out a loud cheer, as the doors behind them shut.

"THERE'S the lady of the hour!" Lanston exclaimed, making his way over.

"Nice of you to join the party!" he told her with a wide smile.