In the small bar that Lance and his clan have commandeered for the time being, he’s getting wasted on lots and lots of beers with the others of his clan, except for Lox, Roxy, and Nu’ura.

“Hey, Donut! Another round!”

He yells to the female bartender, who he calls ‘Donut’. She sighs and gives another few bottles of alcohol. He takes a large swig, and holds the bottle to you.

“Here, join us, the night’s still young!”