"Brother, my intent tonight is to drink up to the point where a pub crawl would quite literally have to involve crawling. It's only sensible to bring everything together so that some indignity can be avoided. For me, at least."

His smile is beatific, strangely without its usual sharp edges.

"Drinks fit for the gods." He laughs softly. "You mean to sample everything for quality? I quite agree. Wait here, I'll bring you some of the Midgard wine before your tastebuds get pickled with the stronger stuff."