Unsurprisingly and almost expectedly, Pete was doing things that constituted to his character and commonplace idiosyncrasies, namely drinking and chatting with people he didn't know when he entered the bar. Thankfully he knew them now, since they had been talking and drinking with him. Pete's laughter echoed as his new friend told him a story about how a big pink Sea King attacked their ship, but nobody could take it seriously because it was bright pink. The laughter was so contagious that soon, the entire bar was laughing about almost nothing. Ahh alcohol, one of the most magical substances for causing men to act like idiots. And idiots, ohhh idiots, always had fun with alcohol.