[ Quentin is halfway down a beer by the time Billy shows up, because he's not stupid. He needs some level of sedative to be cool with the particular energy that Billy brings with him, and by the time he feels that heavy hand on his shoulder, he's just buzzed enough to only roll his eyes and not flinch away. ]
 
Last birthday I remember celebrating, my dad took me camping. Some...get in touch with nature bullshit. [ Offered easily, nodding to Nikita as she brings over the request pair of shots. He takes his without pause, holding it between them for a toast. ] Little did he know how much fucking nature I'd be in for. Happy birthday to me.