Chapter 161
- They danced until their movements resembled that of drunkenness, with Roth's hands flirtatiously grazing Tristan's chest.
- In comparison, Tristan was less intoxicated.
- Roth was not pretending to be as drunk as he actually was. For the first time in months, Roth felt like his true self. That dance left no room for doubt that the man in the blue tuxedo was the key to his happiness.