[drinking right now is a truly awful idea, but that's never stopped him before. he does himself a favour and doesn't think too deeply about any of this.]

Yes, I... yes. I will be at Maccadam's in a couple of minutes.

[and he is, if his counterpart is there first or not. limping in, still cracked and dented and generally looking slightly ill. megatron slips tiredly into the closest seat or wherever his larger self is. they have all had a good dose of suffering recently, he feels.] Copious amounts of very strong alcohol, don't you know a way to a mech's spark?