Sunny didn't notice anyone around that looked familiar. Perhaps he was right, or perhaps it was just the booze blurring his vision. Either way, he felt dry in the mouth again and wanted something to drink. He got up and headed to the bar counter, swaying a little but keeping well together. He didn't think he was too buzzed out yet.
"Can I get... *aherm*... gimmy a scotch, damn it." He told the waitress at the other end of the bar table and she raised an eyebrow at him but didnt argue. He's the President after all.
"Coming right up, sir. Anything else?"
"A kiss an a good time as well."
She giggles and winks. "Coming right up, but keep the kiss on a rain check!" He grins back and turns around to get the drinks.