Konnichiwa, Finn-san

[Arioch]

Finn chuckled, though was still uneasy. He wasn't used to being called rude, but... was he called rude? Was his mind recovering from last night's escapades that he was imagining this all in his head?

No... no, he knew this. He'd felt this type of "invasion" before. Subtle thoughts, subtle hints at his surroundings. Still not 100% sure though, he motioned the server over.

"Steak please. Medium rare, with a glass of Dubliner Whiskey and a single ice cube please. Oh, and that glass of water too. Yeah, thank you."

Shaking his head, he turned his attention to Iwankurry.

"Apologies if I came across as rude. I'm still trying to get my mind straight after last night. Anyway, we're on the same page. Research can't continue without proper funding, whether from investors or from the prior profits of the final products that have come before. Just because you believe in something, does not mean you can not receive payment for such. I'll always be on the forefront of research and new discoveries as long as I can help it, but getting paid to do something you enjoy is an added benefit, and one I won't refuse. Now, can someone please explain to me why I can't remember anything about last night, or even where I am?"