"Now, are you sure you can handle liquor?" Dee looked concerned over the male patron she just let in. Although he was distant by the fact that a talking cat and rabbit hosted a bar slash club, he seemed to be taking in slowly. "What me? Of course. I am the pinnacle of liquor holding." Dee narrowed her eyes in disbelief. "Right..." She took one of he usual drinks from behind the counter and gave it to the human. "Here. Drink this to prove to me you can hold at least one drink." Not backing from a challenge, he soon took the drink and began downing its contents. For some reason the room began to spin and spiral. His body heated up from the alcohol inside him. All those pretty dancers shaking and moving to the music. He began to dance too, giggling to himself and hiccuping, continuing to down his drink. Little did he know that his feet would begin to make him flop around. His newly made paws shredding the threads of his shoes. His ears grew as well as his nose. Fur spread along his face, neck, hands and stomach. After a short while, he looked like he belonged along with the rest of the furries enjoying their time. Jay stepped by Dee, watching the flopping wolf holding an empty glass. "Should I go get him?" Dee giggled in response. "No no. Let him have his fun. After all, aren't we all party animals?"

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