"Okay, err..." Mitchell mumbled while his eyes searched for the best candle. He picked a red one, plunked it into an empty bottle and varied it over to the table.
“I'll add a corpse to the group and we can try to figure out the punchline to 'a marine, a doctor and a corpse walk into a pub and try to outdrink each other'." Mitchell lit the candle, wished himself a happy birthday and sat down, Tau to get himself as drunk as possible.