"He needs to drink. Being sober sucks."

Then he was laughing so hard that he choked on his drink watching Rex sprawl on the floor. The Dane was useless and stayed out of the way. He knew he was too drunk to help another smashed drunk up, especially one taller than him.

"I'm a Viking Dane we're all blonde." Ansgar downed his drink refilled it and wiggled the bottle at Mick. "You wanted to be hot shit so drink up."