"Eh? You like weapons too?" Mathias exclaimed. He knocked Berwald on the arm. "You picked a great guy!" As Berwald glared at him, he turned his attention back to Tino. "Nah, I work across the bridge so there are probably tons of closer ones to here. I'm a Brooklyn boy, baby! But you're welcome to visit any time. What about you guys. Whatcha do for moolah?"

"I might come visit." Tino told him. Though he was happy with the range he went to, he was slightly curious about the one Mathias worked at. He'd probably go just to see if it was any different from his usual one. "I teach kindergarten." he told him, smiling happily. He motioned to the bartender to indicate he wanted to order another drink.

"It's none of your business." Lukas responded, giving Mathias a glare. This guy was annoying. Why couldn't he just shut up already? He's been talking since he got here.

The bartender came over and Berwald leaned forward, just managing to catch his attention first. "Nuther for me, 'n I'm paying for both." Finally, he managed to buy Tino a drink. He'd been waiting for that chance and it bothered him that Mathias beat him to the first one.

Mathias nodded to Tino, muttering a little nonsense about crazy kids and how crazy it was to teach them. What Lukas said was far more interesting. He leaned over the bar, getting as close as possible to the shorter blonde. "Aw, come on! Now I'm super curious!"

"I'd like some vodka!" Tino told the bartender, still smiling. He hadn't heard what Mathias said about crazy kids otherwise he'd be upset and get angry with the man. It took a lot to get him mad, and insulting his students was definitely one way.

Lukas leaned away from the taller blond. "I've said it once and I'll say it again. It's none of your business." he repeated. There were only two people he was comfortable talking about his work with. One was Tino and the other was his brother, Emil. Seeing as Mathias was neither, he wasn't going to tell him anything.

The bartender left to get the drinks and Berwald settled back, a little interested at Tino's drink of choice. "Vodka?" Somehow, he wouldn't guess that from looking at him.

Mathias put on one of his most winning pouts before he finished his second drink and caught the bartender when she brought the vodka, asking for another beer himself. It definitely wasn't turning up to be a slow night of drinking. "Why won't you tell me?" he whined. "I told you mine! Hey, I'll even show you my ax if ya tell me!"

"Yep~ It's good." Tino told him. "What kind of drinks we're you expecting me to get?" He asked him. People were always surprised whenever he ordered vodka, so he curious about what Berwald thought he would have gotten.

"I'm not telling you and I don't care about your axe." Lukas stated, still glaring at Mathias. He didn't understand why the man wouldn't let the matter drop. It wasn't any of his business. Besides, most people knew just by meeting him. So this guy either had to be an idiot, or not read any magazines. And he was leaning morning towards the idiot idea.

Berwald shrugged one shoulder. He hasn't been thinking anything specific, just knew that vodka wasn't it. "Beer?" It was one of his favorite drinks though he handled pretty much everything well and didn't dislike fruity, girly drinks either. He just never ordered them because that would be too embarrassing.

Mathias scratched his head, musing up his already wild hair. He felt like he was missing something important but couldn't quite put his finger on it. "Are ya embarrassed by it or something? I don't get it!" His voice ended on a higher pitched whine.

Tino hummed slightly. "Beer is good, but not one of my favorites. That spot has always gone to vodka ever since I was old enough to drink." he told him. There were few drinks he disliked, but mostly it depends on how it is made that makes it good or not.

"Why would I be embarrassed. I wouldn't do a job that would embarrass me." Lukas stated. It was the truth, after all. He's turned down a couple of jobs because it would have been humiliating in some way. "If your not smart enough to figure it out, then you don't deserve to know."

Berwald hummed. He would have to keep that in mind it seemed since he doubted this would be the last time he went drinking with Tino. Not if he could help it at least. "That's cool. Math gave me my first beer when I turned fifteen. Said it was cola." And yet he liked if far more than the soda, surprising Mathias when he didn't have a funny reaction.

Mathias glanced over at the other two and decided that he could get away with pretty much anything considering how lost in conversation they were. He switched seats quickly so he could sit next to Lukas and lean all into his personal space. "Alright then. I'm just going to look up your Facebook page of you won't tell me," he threatened with a poke to the other's shoulder. "Bondevik right?"

"That's a kinda mean thing for him to do; to lie like that." Tino said. "Isn't fifteen underage? You shouldn't have been drinking at that age. I didn't have my first drink until I was eighteen." He felt that people who were underage shouldn't be allowed to drink. It was bad for their bodies and minds.

Lukas leaned away from Mathias when he leaned into his space. He glared at the man again for poking him. "I don't have a Facebook page. Social media like that is just a waste of time." he told him. He knew though, that although he himself didn't have a page, his fans had made fan pages for him on sites like that. It was something Emil had informed him about.

"Is here," Berwald shrugged. But they were something like punk kids then. Actually, Mathias still was and Berwald never was, but he didn't see a lot of problem with it all. "Didn't drink the whole thing. Lots of countries let ya drink beer at sixteen." Their own home countries held a much lower drinking age than america.

Msthias just hummed and pulled out his phone anyway. He googled the other's name and turned his back, keeping the phone safe as he browsed. Immediately, a set of pictures came up and he clicked on them, his smile growing. "Oh, I see. This is very interesting indeed..."

"That's true." Tino agreed. "I moved to this country when I was eighteen. I was surprised to learn that the drinking age here was higher than back home and nobody would sell me any alcohol." That was a bit disappointing, since there were times in school where he could have used it. But he did make it through, so he was happy.

Lukas just rolled his eyes at Mathias and went back to his drink. Once he finished it, he motioned to the bartender for another as he heard the other speak. "What is?" he asked, already sure of the answer.

"Kinda strange, but it's not bad 'ere," Berwald said. There had been moments before that because of his face and size, that people served him alcohol before he was legal. Unlike Tino, he managed to look older rather than younger than his age. Having a twelve year old son helped sell it. "Hate not to have beer though."

Mathias shoved his phone over, showing off the pictures with a giant grin on his face. "You look cute like this, ya know. Wow, I had no idea!" And he just expected to find his Facebook page.

"It was hard at first. But its just something you have to get used to, I suppose." Tino told him, sipping his drink. "Though it would have helped some nights in school." Especially when he first got here was when he wanted it the most; to help block out the people who were mean to him about his accent and that his English wasn't the best.

Lukas took one glance at the phone before flipping it over so the screen was facing down. He didn't really need to see the pictures; he could remember having them taken. "Shut up, stupid Dane." he said with a slight glare.

"School was hard? Needed a drink?" Berwald struggled to understand it, having never gone through higher education. He did try online for a while, but his experience with school in general had not been great. He didn't feel the need to repeat it with people old enough to drink. The idea of a big college party at all left him distressed. He shook his head. "Never liked it."

"Aw, you recognize me by my nationality? I didn't even say it! Do I have an accent or was it my name?" Mathias continued to pester. He took his phone back and started looking through the pictures again. "But I don't know why you're so pissy about it. Looks like you're a great model!" It really was just his luck to come upon such a person at a bar.

"Sometimes it was hard. But it was something I needed to do to get the job I wanted." Tino explained. "People would always throw parties on the weekends. It was the only way to get a drink. I sometimes went, as long as I got my work done first. I know people who didn't. They didn't last long in the school."

"It's both." Lukas stated in response to how he recognized Mathias's nationality. "I am very good at what I do. I also don't like when people pester me about my job or my life in any way." That's the way some people were when they met him. They figure that if they start talking about his job they could start talking about his personal life. Mostly reporters who do this though.

It impressed Berwald very much that Tino could go to parties and enjoy it. People invited him, though he couldn't see any reason why not. Tino sounded so sociable compared to him. "My job don't require education. Guess that's nice." He couldn't think of anything better to do with his life, though being a bouncer may not have been his passion.

Mathias shook his head, his face turning serious for just a second. "I'm not pestering you because of who you are. I'm pestering you because I pester everyone." He didn't want to make people dislike him and when he noticed it, he did try to be a likeable person. Most of the time, he just didn't notice though. His mood came and went quickly though and soon he was grinning again. "Come on, you need to drink more!"

"Are you happy with your job?" Tino asked. His parents always stressed to him the importance to get a higher education to get a good job. But, he knew that college wasn't for everybody, so if Berwald was truly happy with his job, then there would be no need for him to go. If there was something else he would rather be doing with his life, then it was something he should consider.

"That isn't something you should be proud of." Lukas stated in response to Mathias admitting to pestering everybody. Though he did agree that he needed to drink more. Especially if he was going to be stuck dealing with this annoying Dane. He picked up the new drink the bartender had set in front of him and chugged it down.

"Guess so," Berwald said with a shrug of a shoulder. "Don't know what else I'd do." It was less that he loved his job than he didn't love anything more that would make him want to change. It was a job. More than anything, he just enjoyed the idea of working and then going home to his son. He returned his attention to drinking, not sure what else to say.

Mathias made an indifferent gesture. He didn't really care what Lukas thought. He would be proud of whatever he was proud of. He kinda thought he was being kind showing that he wasn't specifically picking on anyone. "I just want to have fun and meet people!" he whined. "What's so wrong with that?"

"Alright then." Tino muttered. He went back to his drink as well, not knowing what else to say. When he had suggested going out for drinks, it was to get to know Berwald's friends. But by the looks of it, Mathias and Lukas were distracted by their conversation and he didn't want to be rude and interrupt.

"What's wrong with that is that people don't enjoy being pestered. Its annoying and people who do it are obnoxious." Lukas responded. He set his now empty glass on the bar and stood up before looking around. Spotting the sign for the bathrooms, he headed in that direction, wanting a moment to himself.

"So?" Mathias asked. Being told he was obnoxious didn't turn him off in the least. He scratched his head. Was he supposed to be offended. "I bet you secretly like annoying people!" he yelled after Lukas before sighing. He lost his conversation buddy so he needed to go find another, and by that he meant annoy his best friend and his cute boy toy.

Berwald was too interested in the bottom of his beer to see it coming. Mathias came in between Berwald and Tino, dropping a hand over both their shoulders. "So, what did you two lovebirds do on your date?" he asked with a waggle of his eyebrows that suggested inappropriate things. Berwald choked on his drink before making a distressed noise.

Like Berwald, Tino choked slightly on his drink and coughed to clear his throat. "I don't think that's any of your business." he told him. He didn't like what Mathias was insinuating. And while he normally didn't mind talking about his dates with Lukas, he didn't know the Dane well enough to do so. Especially not after what he implied.

Lukas ran some cold water over his face and sighed. He briefly wondered if it would be better if he just left before he ended up punching Mathias in the face. But, he realized, that would mean leaving Tino alone with him and Berwald. Two people he barely knew. And while Berwald seemed alright, the same couldn't be said for the Dane. So, he had to stay until the end. No matter how much he wanted to just go. He sighed again before going back to his seat, eyes narrowing when he saw where Mathias had sat himself. He grabbed him by the back of his shirt and pulled him back away from being between Tino and Berwald.

Berwald knocked Mathias off of him. "Go away," he grunted. That guy never had any tact or sense to stay out of a conversation he hadn't been invited into. Mathias however only dragged a stool to sit in between them.

"I'm the one who convinced my buddy to join that site though. I deserve a few details!" Or possibly a long story, but he could get that out of Berwald later, never having that much troubled manipulating him into revealing things. He'd barely sat down though when someone grabbed him from behind. "Ah what?!" he yelped before he twisted to see Lukas. "I'm sorry. Are you jealous I'm giving others attention now?"

Tino looked between Berwald and Mathias, feeling very awkward all of a sudden. He gulped down the rest of his drink before motioning to the bartender to bring another and wishing this conversation would end. Which made him extremely grateful when Lukas showed up.

Lukas gave Mathias a cold glare. "Leave Tino alone." he told him, his voice cold. As he was the oldest in his family, it made him feel very protected of Tino and Emil. Though Tino wasn't his brother like Emil was, he had always considered him to be like a brother more than a cousin. So he wouldn't tolerate anybody messing with either of them.

Mathias shook his head, but backed down, returning his stool to its original position. "You don't have to get your panties in a twist. I'm just asking!" he complained. It's not like he just threatened someone. He didn't understand why they got so offended in the first place. Family also meant very much to him, to the point he had to meddle even if Berwald wasn't real family.

Berwald sighed and looked over at Tino once Mathias retreated. "He...means well," he explained like it pained him. Their friendship always was a complicated one.