"Yeah? Were ya headin' to the next one, or on vacation? Hope not vacation, cuz otherwise you got robbed, man. I know what ya mean, though. When I left Exsilium, it was March. I show up here, it's December. My birthday was in January, and as far as I'm concerned, this past January don't count."

He goes ahead and orders himself another drink - this guy can really put them away.

"I hope there's a chance we can get a vacation here. Is there a beach around here? Or hell, I'd go now. Mountains ain't far off. Wonder if this place's heard of snowboarding."