As you glance around the house, you realize that everything is just a bit fuzzy. You can hardly make out anyone's face, and all the indecipherable babbling is making your head spin.

You get that familiar feeling of just wanting to get away from everything. There's nothing interesting to do out here, nobody interesting to talk to. It's too loud, anyway.
Jaimbu sprints past you, frantically running down the hallway.
Seeking refuge, you opt to tag along.