[It would be no exaggeration to say that Wander is having the time of his life. Being a full-time traveler without a steady source of income left little opportunity to join a dance club whenever he wanted, and he's going to enjoy himself as much as he can tonight. This included greeting as many aliens as he bumps into throughout the night, exploring every room filled with food and games, and dancing himself exhausted.
Even someone as energetic as Wander needs to take a break, and as much as he still wants to dance, his legs are tired and he's incredibly hungry. He stops by the snack table to grab a bag of chips before finding the nearest available seat, which happens to be right next to Tuco.
The little orange alien takes a minute to tug the bag open, breathes a sigh of relief, and starts eating while looking at the drink menu. Maybe something non-alcoholic first, since his trough is kind of dry.]
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Even someone as energetic as Wander needs to take a break, and as much as he still wants to dance, his legs are tired and he's incredibly hungry. He stops by the snack table to grab a bag of chips before finding the nearest available seat, which happens to be right next to Tuco.
The little orange alien takes a minute to tug the bag open, breathes a sigh of relief, and starts eating while looking at the drink menu. Maybe something non-alcoholic first, since his trough is kind of dry.]