"Yeah, until we wake up tomorrow with a massive hangover," Pietro laughs. This must have been the most relaxed and downright jovial he's been in weeks... "It'll so be worth it though."
The bartender comes with his drink and Pietro starts to down the amber liquid immediately, feeling the fire in his gut starting to warm him up a few minutes later. Turning away from the bar, he rests his back against the edge and gazes out over the small crowd, obviously surveying which female would be the best to sleep with.
"You aiming for anything in particular tonight? Or just looking for whatever comes your way so you can drop your pants?" Is directed towards John.