Okay, I'm just gonna be one hundred percent honest 'n tell you all why I'm gettin' drunk tonight.

[A big old grin, and yeah, maybe there're a couple empty glasses beside him. Or more than a couple. Obviously, he's getting started early tonight.]

It's my goddamned birthday. That's right, happy fuckin' birthday to me. Before anyone asks, I'm turnin' twenty four. I think. I mean, it's all kinda confusin' around here anyway, isn't it?

[He's just going to muse on that for a second before turning back to the camera and shrugging.]

Oh well, whatever birthday it is, it's mine. So come have a drink with me. Y'know you want to.

[This face may be familiar to certain, older City dwellers, but said face appears to be completely unfamiliar with the City. Nathan is currently wearing a lovely, orange jumpsuit. An indicator of exactly how much of a well behaved, law abiding citizen he is these days.]

Okay, much as I appreciate the jail break? A little explanation might be nice here. Or, you know, maybe an introduction.

You give me a name, we discuss whatever power bullshit you're pulling here over some nice tea and biscuits... then when you turn out to be a homicidal maniac who wants to murder me, you trip and fall in this fountain and I dispose of your body. Sound good?

[Yeah, he wasn't really expecting to get far with that.]

You could at least replace my shoe. Maybe give me some dope. It's the least you can do since you didn't kidnap me before the police confiscated it.

[ooc: Nathan will of course be regaining his memories of the City soon enough.]