[Somewhere in the middle of the story Victor's hand strayed over his mouth, and when the other man finished he slapped it back against his thigh, a muffled sound in an empty room.]

Ha, see! That! Now, that is the mark of a true friend. Your buddy is lucky to have you, sounds like the situation could been pretty messy.

[A lot of it was- well, beyond him. City guard. Blades. But the gist of it, a friend out having a good time who has himself a bad time, that's universal. Hell, even the infidelity. A good story all around, no one gets hurt, everyone has fun, a daring escape.]