"Hey, Allen, do you-" Jacob began.
"No." the older Master said, laying on his bed. "I'm already sworn to Rhea, I have no interest in partying if I can't drink, I have no interest in partying with children half my age, and neither Archer or I want to go through the humiliation of Berserker mauling him in public."
"She didn't maul him." Jacob protested.
"My answer is still no." Allen said. "Stay safe, don't drink anything you didn't pour yourself, and keep Berserker from killing anyone. And bring a condom anyway, women can be determined."
"Yes, dad." Jacob said, rolling his eyes as he went to get dressed.