Falling

Drake knew where it was going and gently escaped the women's claws. Since they weren't walking anymore, it was fairly safe to do so. He just walked over without looking back at the women. 

He sat down next to Brandon and the two women looked at each other, suddenly awkward. 

This got the two girls to think about whether or not they should still follow him to the table. The men (except for the dense Drake and Brandon) felt sorry for them. 

"Come, join us if you don't have any other plans!" Santos said, gesturing at the open spaces around the large table they rented. 

"Yeah, sit here~" Mao said. He and a few others had already started bar-hopping even before so he was the one who seemed a little drunk already. 

It so happened that his loss to Lea (and her subsequent ignorance of him) made him want to drink a few more bottles. "We're good men who won't take advantage of you~"