"I'm going to get food." Honestly, he had been drinking with the other two for sometime and the famous Anthean appetite was taking over. "He'll sleep until tomorrow afternoon."

On Mule Mick was a late sleeper and hard to rouse. Ansgar waved goodbye, intent on these questions.

"Why did you not wear pants because no underwear? You don't need underwear for pants." Ansgar is laughing. A few of the Danes were known for nothing under the pants. Especially, his dirty little brother. He wasn't about to let Weird not answer though. "What about you?"