Early the next morning, Vincent was downstairs, cooking some UNEDIBLE SUBSTANCE
Cam wanders downstairs, rubbing his eyes
Cam: Mh...
"Good morning."
Cam: Vince...what are you making...?
"...I dunno.."
Cam: ...ok....do you want me to make you some pancakes...?
"I can cook by mys
Cam sighs
Cam: ...ok...
He sits at the table, hands shaking a little
Cam: ...how much do you remember from last night?
"Nothing."
Cam:...ok. You-you said some...you said some things...
