"You'd be surprised," Sid replied with a solemn nod and a semi-serious expression. It cracked, though, into a smile and Sid shrugged. "Actually, I'm only crap because I don't actually care about anything. I can hold the hell out of my liquor and I'm really good at getting into trouble without meaning to," he said, "but I'm pretty sure none of that counts as skills." Sid laughed, then and went back into the crisps, shoving a handful into his mouth.
Giving Anders a facial shrug, Sid nodded. "Nice," he replied, his reply muffled by the half-chewed potato chips.