"well sweet mary jane being ripped apart" Zalgo said as he pulled himself up to his full height (his head brushing the ceiling) "i say we keep the devils brew but somebody go's back and pays for it Because Soulless here" he nudges soulless who brokes out of his drunken haze "still hasn't won in our drinking bet which means I am still not gonna give back his favorite shirt." Zalgo said with a sneer. Soulless liked his shirts... he really did