[Kaeya isn't exactly a fan of cheap drink and cheese scraps, but who is he to complain? It's free, after all, and he's certainly getting what he's paying for. Kaeya can be found haunting the bar and yammering at anyone who will listen.]

What I wouldn't give for a Death After Noon. This beer is a touch too... [disgusting] ...watery for my taste.

[Enjoying the party? Kaeya is too, now that the gossip is freely flowing. If you're feeling particularly inebriated, stumbling around or otherwise in visibly good spirits, it won't be long before Kaeya is at your side. He's all smiles, bright and jovial and happy to steady you on your feet... or maybe you've bumped into him, stepping on a foot or spilling your drink.

Whatever the case, Kaeya doesn't miss a beat, securing this stranger by the elbow and pulling on an effortless, natural enough grin.]

Goodness, you nearly lost your footing! Believe me, you don't want to take a spill on a floor like this.