Sully is seen drinking a clear liquid, presumably vodka in the corner of the room, accompanied by two of the dancers.
"Ladies, I'll have y'all know my ex-wife would have me castrated if she heard about this."
Ex-wife? Sully was married?
"Hell, she would probably find y'alls home planets and bombard it. She's that crazy!"
She's a pilot? Could it be... That woman, the new captain of Exodus?!
"Jimmy! This place is mighty fine! Better keep your drink away from me, I ain't fixin' to stop unless I ain't got any left.
Sully stumbles around the room, randomly grabbing at the dancers. *SLAP* Sully gets put on the floor by quite a short girl, knocked out cold. He must have grabbed the wrong part of the wrong dancer.
"Hnggg, where's my damn meds at?"
Sully sits upright, noticing a change of scenery. He was put on the couch after being knocked out.
"AW HELL!"
Suddenly he remembers what happened. He mentally kicks himself.
"Why'm I always gettin' into damn trouble with women..."
He gets up and heads to the group, hoping they forgot or didn't see what happened.
"I'm callin' it a night boys 'n girls. I got a feelin' I'm gettin' whooped when I get back home. Had a mighty good time, let's do it again some time."
