[Victor had followed the man with hat (a very fashionable hat it was) and been given a jar like the others. He will take this, thanks, no doubt it'll be handy to have booze. Judging by the wall of the stuff, it's not exactly being rationed out so much as the food was, but Victor can be careful... later on. He's pretty intent on getting to the heavy side of buzzed before collapsing into his pillow fort. Steady on his way to buzzed, he's not exactly looking Joseph's way as the man approaches, in fact he only catches a glimpse of him from the corner of his eye.

The voice barely registers, if it had he probably wouldn't have reached a hand toward him. He definitely wouldn't have slid that hand around him waist, pulled him flush against his side, and rested his face into a mop of black hair with a relieved sigh. It will take him exactly two seconds to realize this isn't right. Firstly, because his fiance does not smell like this and second, probably more obvious, was not so tall. Who did he grab?]