It was almost ten o'clock when the supper was served. However, the group of people had drunk much. Few had an appetite. Only Janessa was still excited. She picked up a skewer with squid and handed it to Armando. "Armando, enjoy the squid!"
Armando bent motionless upon the table. Janessa shook his head, only to find that he was completely drunk.
Emma lay on the sofa. She closed her eyes as if she was asleep. Emily, who was well away, was in Vincent's arms. They seemed to be talking. Janessa leaned over to listen, but she could not hear anything clearly. Vincent's voice was low. Janessa could only hear it vaguely, but she still felt it sexy and seductive.
Randy, a single man, was bending over the table. Drunk, he kept whispering, "Cheers, cheers...."