grabs micca another amphora, sinks it into the wine slush, picks out a few bits of non descript, undescribables and hands him a few more drops....

Would prefer it if Micca left his kilt on... hem hem... afterall, what's the old saying.... better to leave some things to the imagination? *grin*

Hey.. Micca... what's in the flask, and can I have some... will it make me glow in the dark?

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