Welcome to the mighty Anglo-Allied Army, Ensign Reid! Now tradition does have it that you will be buying
all of the drinks today, which does include those of our thirsty adversaries. If you are lucky, Marechal Bardon will be otherwise occupied as he has a tendency to take the 'free Allied drinks' one keg of ale at a time. If you are not so lucky, then Major Maddis will be obliged to cover your outstanding bar tab. This will place you in an indebted posture relative to your commander, but look on the bright side, he is less likely to send you on suicide missions as your untimely demise would negatively impact your repayment of the debt.
Helga, a frosty mug of fine Belgian ale for me please. It is unseasonably warm outside today and the chilled beverage would be more suitable than my standard, caustic fare. No doubt other fine, Hanoverian officers will be along in due course to properly welcome you to our army, Ensign Reid. After all, free drinks are always a very popular item.
