You live in Space Mountain.

You were quite drunk, the stumbling/mumbling kind. That's what first attracted me to you. The glassy eyes, unsteady gait--my heart was racing. You asked me to help you, and when I said I couldn't, you said that you had to fly to Orlando in the morning. I said that was great! You then leaned in way too close and whispered in my ear, "I could pleasure you like you wouldn't believe... you wouldn't even know I was there." I said that I didn't at all know what that meant, but you winked and said assertively, "I think you do."

You then yelled at me to tell you what book I was reading until you got thrown out by the bouncer. See you in Tomorrowland!