"Yes, I was in the hotel, thank god. Somehow, I managed to get my clothes back via my agent and the cleaning lady. Don't ask."

Rex just giggling into his glass which was now near empty. How much had he drunk? Fuck knew. Ansgar seemed just as trashed. As for Weird getting shitfaced, Rex had only seen that a few times in his life.

"You know I'm not sure. He might. We should get him trashed and see what he does. Before he's just gone crazy and it's a fucking hilarious sight."