[ he objects to being called handsy but...he'll let it go since she's drunk or close enough to it that she needs his hands to not wobble her way out of the bar.

so, he slides an arm around her waist so she has the line of his body to lean against while she walks. he hopes it'll give her a little more stability. ]

Come on, let's go. We can keep playing the game, if you want. Or we can just walk.

[ was it her turn? he doesn't know. ]

There anything else you wanna know or should we just walk?