"I should have always been your favorite, Lish," Fred shook his head again, tsking her, then grinned wide and took another drink of his beer, nearly draining his glass himself. He watched her spin it, wondered if she wasn't already a bit tipsy, then laughed - because he didn't much care if she was. Someone had to stay cheery, right? Ali was good for that.
"His manager can't say anything" Fred answered, smirking a little about Wood's situation. "He already signed the contract. Show Wood right, he's known us for how long and he signed something we gave him without reading it?"