He knows the Brit is clueless and it is enough to have the Fin giggling. "It's to welcome Summer." Then he leans in to whisper beneath Joe's crazy hair. "Some cultures celebrate love and sex tonight."

Then they were drinking in what had to be the most awkward way anyone could possibly attempt to drink. Aarne has to pull away before he laughs and drowns himself in Jack. He does laugh once the bottle is away from his mouth, turning to bury his face against Joe and try to stifle some of the laughing or stop it. Once he's collected himself, Aarne straightens up with cheeks flushed from laughter.

"Mead? Do they have that in Britain?" He doesn't know. They've been to Britain before but rarely saw more than their hotel rooms and the venues.