Flauros had also noticed the entrance of the new Niflheimer, and grinned. Wonderful, possibly another under-ager for him to torment. "Hey there, Coconut!" He called out with a mischievious grin. No sooner had he said that, and he was back to slamming down shots of his rum.
Now despite having downed over half the bottle, Flauros wasn't even buzzed; not in the traditional sense at least. He was, however, smiling a lot more than usual.