SCHLOCK: Commander, you have to get your head fixed.
KEVYN: No, I have to shoot the bull with my friend while enjoying mildly toxic beverages.
AMB. GAV: Sergeant, what Kevyn is saying is that he's going to work up the nerve for this procedure by getting his drunk on with me.
KEVYN: That's very insightful, Gav. Also? Completely inaccurate.
AMB. GAV: Bartender, a Guinness with a depth charge for my friend here.
KEVYN: I said mildly toxic.