Fox saw the falcon lying on the floor, but his ears easily picked up Falco's breathing rate, but pretended that he didn't notice. As he walked by, Falco grabbed his tail.

Falco: "Why was I with Slippy last night?"

Fox: "Well, you were drunk. You asked Slippy if he wanted to sleep with you, then you kissed him, and dragged him upstairs."

Falco: "I swear, I will never drink again."

Falco grabbed one of the many beers beside him, and took a swig."

Fox: "So much for your swearing off drinking."

Falco: "Just shut-up, will you?"

Fox: "Okay. If you really want to sleep with Slippy that bad."

Fox walked on, out of the room. Shortly after, he heard the tinkle of breaking glass.

Fox walked into another room.

Fox: "Katt. He's back to normal."

Katt: "Finally."

Falco watched Katt walk into the room.

Falco: "Katt, I'm sorry, I was drunk."

Katt: "I could see that."

Falco: "Yeah."

Katt: "I can't stay mad at you. Come here you big lug!"

Falco and Katt hugged. Slippy came downstairs.

Slippy: "Falco."

Fox: "Slippy, you know as well as I do that Falco was drunk."

Slippy (depressed): "Yeah."

Later that day, at around four o'clock PM.