A King and a President walk into a bar... (ATTN: Quintellia and Miteravia)

[Miteravia]

"I can certainly say I agree, I hope this is not our last time meeting. I'd assume with both our respective nation's presence at international events I doubt it will be a long time until our next meeting." Seiler said cheerfully.
A brief moment passed before the President's phone pinged with a shrill beep.
"Oh excuse me." He apologised, producing his phone from his pocket. A smile slowly crept across the his face.
"Well, Lapu, Sofia, Miteravian bureaucracy has worked its magic today, the Vote on the treaty we devised has already taken place. Not all the votes are in we already have well over a majority in favour." He said, on the verge of giggling like a schoolchild, "So that's it. It's official."
 

[Major Jaws]

“Wow, that was fast.” King Lapu remarked upon hearing the news. “I think that calls for more celebration. And by celebration, more drinking!” He exclaimed as he raised his empty glass as he stood up on his chair. Sofia, meanwhile, remained on her seat, with the palm of her hand on her face. “Hey Niklaus” The King ordered. “Can I get a bottle of champagne.” The King finally sat down and leaned his head on Sofia as all his vision begins to blur, and the world was perpetually spinning. “Ah, Sofia didn’t see you here. Perhaps you came here to meet me again, eh?” He gave the Foreign Minister a hug and a kiss on her cheeks, much to Sofia’s disgust. Sofia shook her head to Niklaus as to not get the drink and said to the President. “I’m very sorry you’re seeing this side pf King Lapu, President Eryk. He would always get himself drunk and then go crazy.” Sofia said as calmly as someone in her situation could. “And, I know that you two were going to deink in two other pubs but I think that Lapu has had enough.” She was interrupted by a short grunt from the King. “No I haven’t had enough.” Sofia sighed as she continued. “I don’t want to have another major scandal or controversy happening, especially in another nation. So I’m so so so sorry that we need to leave early. I’ll call our pilot and please escort us in a heavily tinted vehicle.” She finished as the King seems yo have passed out on his chair.

[Miteravia]

Seiler stood quickly, "Of course, Ma'am, we wouldn't want anything in the vein of a scandal. I assure you we can get the king home discreetly." He reached for his glass and quickly polished off his drink. He let out a sigh of satisfaction, the alcohol had rendered him tipsy yet he was still astute as ever. He spun on his heel and spoke to Niklaus in German.
"Mr Strauss, it is imperative you clear the pub, I believe the King has already sufficiently paid you for any lost profits. The rest of our tab is to be paid in full by Mr Zejda on behalf of the Foreign Ministry. Oh and while you're at it would you be so kind as to bring the King a bottle of water for the journey. Could you point me to the back door?" Seiler instructed the publican.
Niklaus nodded and barked some orders at the bar staff.
"Everyone's drinks are settled if they leave in the next two minutes!" Niklaus yelled to the patrons sitting in the main part of the pub, prompting all to begin packing their things, hastily.
As the Publican shooed people out the door one of the barwomen came up to the President, handing him a bottle of water.
"For the King, sir. " She mumbled sheepishly.
"Thank you, miss." He smiled.

Roman Zejda had already made his way through the throng of people all pushing to exit the establishment.
"Strauss informed me of the situation, sir, doesn't seem like any of the civilians really saw the King in his....current state. The limo is pulling up round the back as we speak." He looked past the President towards the comatose King.
"Jesus..." he muttered under his breath.
"Mr Zejda," The President interjected, "You and I are to help the King into the car, Miss Sofia, If you'd be so kind as to bring both of your belongings. Then, Roman, I shall accompany our guests to the air strip whilst you are to pay Mr Strauss out of the Foreign Ministry's money and get yourself a cab home on their pay while you're at it."
The two Miteravians reached under the arms of King Lapu and hauled him to his feet, causing him to stir and slur the words: "I can walk on my own.", which they both ignored guiding him toward the rear exit.
The passed through the door that doubled as a fire exit and headed for the limo parked opposite. The driver rapidly exited the vehicle and opened the door allowing Eryk and Roman to lower him into the backseat with relative ease. Sofia joined the king at his side and Seiler took the seat opposite, passing the water bottle to Sofia.
Roman waved goodbye and headed back inside to continue with the instructions given to him by the King.