R2 fell to the floor, he looked down to his left, hoping not to loose it in front of everyone. Even though she was drunk, he still felt like what he said was true. When Venex was gone, he stood up and mumbled a some sort of "sorry," and ran out of the room. He walked down the hallway in search for an empty room. When he found the right one, he closed it gently and made sure to lock it. Thank goodness it locked from behind. R2 sat in a corner, his knees bundled up to his chest. He couldn't help thinking about his creator's first words to him, about how he was such a failure.