Sephiroth: *moves his gaze up to focus on Zack, taking a few moments to do so because his vision is becoming more and more impared from the effects of the alcohol* I feel strange… dizzy… overheated, to tell you the truth. *moves up from the barstool then pushes Zack’s arm away, muttering* I am going to head into the men’s room… *snorts and moves away from the area*
