Sabrina

Sabrina gives Damien a boost, holding him up so he can watch, even though he's obviously too smashed to do anything productive. "Mm hmm. Can you tell how many people are out there? I can't make them out too well without my glasses." It's not even a lie. Her glasses have image magnification and low-light enhancement. Sabrina can barely tell what's going on out there. As an added plus, if Damien keeps talking, it should be obvious when he's about to crash. Then she can steer him to the couch. Or leave him on the floor if he goes to fast.

At least he's not trying to cop a feel. Or am I disappointed about that? Hrm. Not sure.