Marius nodded, figuring he might as well buy another drink, since he was already on his way to being drunk. This time it was beer, and then he led Skwisgaar out to the beach, humming a little as he walked. "Behold, Miami. Vacation spot of the hot and bikini clad."
He stumbled a little. "Think I'm just going to sit in the shade. I'm not really into picking up random chicks," while smelling like alcohol. Especially not in a place that's likely to get checked for underage drinkers.