By the time Jacob was sent home, he was almost passed out drunk.

As Charlie took him off Walker's hands, Jacob's eyelids were but narrow slits.

With his rough facial features, his flushed cheeks, and that strange smile of his, he looked just like those sleazy middle-aged men often seen in animated cartoons.

Still, seeing that Charlie had come out of the house to get him, he chuckled drunkenly, "D-Dear boy… Your dad… was so amazing!"

Charlie shook his head in exasperation. "You're drunk, Dad—