Anders was looking forward to a proper drinking game again. Not that the small one-on-one he had with Abi a month ago was too bad, he had gotten some action out of it in the end after all. He quirked a small grin at the memory but it faded as he glanced up at some guy made his way over. Oh god, he knew that look.
Anders rolled his eyes and took a long pool of his beer, ignoring the blatant check-out, he was used to it.
"Olaf stopped dishing out his stash already?" he asked.