The brewery was quiet for a Saturday evening. As usual, it was his routine to stop by the Salty Siren at least once or twice a week, more if he was feeling it. Sitting at the bar with a pint of beer. "Last time I was here...Bellamy got me very drunk. Don't want to make that mistake again." He chuckled, "How are things with you?" Looking over at his cousin. "Haven't seen you in a hot minute."