Link, surprisingly, was hanging around the liquor cabinet, donated by Club 64 courtesy of Toad. Two whole bottles of scotch were empty and he was working on a bottle of gin. Uncle walked over and whapped Link.
"Too much to drink is not good for you!" Uncle reprimanded him.
"But izz soo good, makz me feel happee!" Uncle whapped Link again before he walked away.
"Aiyah…" Link watched him go, then turned and walked the other way.
Meanwhile, Protoman was making his rounds of the party grounds and was just going past the talismans when he noticed a wobbling green-clad figure coming towards him. "Someone's been having too much to drink," Proto mumbled to himself, turning back to the talismans. To his surprise, though, the green-clad figure came right up and leaned on his shoulder.
"Heyas, howz it goin, eh??…Great party, dontcha think?" Link said drunkenly. Proto scowled disgustedly and peeled himself away from Link.
"Yeah, great," Proto mumbled. Before he could get away though, Link whacked him over the head with his broad sword.
"I dub thee sir duke in the butt!" Link said as Protoman fell to the ground, unconscious. "Oooh, pretty stone thingies…they all have animals," Link said wonderingly before he stumbled back into the crowd.