“Enjoy your evening. Just don’t get too drunk, for fuck’s sake. Your mom will kill me if we have to deliver you home barely coherent again.” “That was one time, and it was on my birthday, and it was Val’s fault. She is literally impossible to keep up with.” “So maybe don’t try and keep up with the two hundred and fifty pound Valkyrie who was practically raised on mead. Just be sensible, okay? For once?”
