Arthur listened as she retold what happened last night. She described him and Oriole, hammered and drunk, as they walked through the council and infected everyone with the same status they were having.
It led to an all-night party.
He cringed when she told him that he was singing the whole time. After the party was in full swing, Arthur and Oriole were dancing in the middle of the party as everyone laughed. Then, someone made the mistake of pointing out that Oriole was a better dancer.
Things got a little out of hand from there. The innocent comment led to a drunken rivalry between the two friends who began competing in everything.
The crowd was more than happy to let things go out of hand, as everything the two did other than singing and laughing led to catastrophic consequences: the kitchen was destroyed, the gallery crumbled to the ground, and the inner city was now infested with abyssal spirits.
"How did that happen?" Arthur asked with confusion.
