Decide to go back to the daddy in the hallway

The daddy bear smiles as you approach again, giving you a salute with his beer bottle. "Hello again, boy with the tight looking ass."

You blush. "I like your shirt," you say, gesturing to the yellow letters spelling out DADDY across his shirt.

He laughs. "Truth in advertising. I aim to be direct."

You nod, feeling a little awkward.

"Haven't seen you here before," he says. "This your first blackout night?"

"It's my birthday," you admit. "First time here at all."

"Well fuck... Happy Birthday," he says, then raises an eyebrow. "Maybe I can get you a t-shirt for your birthday. What would you like it to say?"

"What?" you laugh.

He steps a little closer to you in the dim light, and tugs on the collar of your shirt with one finger.

"Truth in advertising. What would you like on your t-shirt?"