Griffin: So, Gundren is actually going up ahead of you guys?

Clint: Okay.

Griffin: With a, uh, fighter escort, named Sildar Hallwinter, whom you’ve never met, he was not actually at the tavern-

Griffin: Last night.

Clint: Mixer?

Griffin: [cracking up] He was not at the wine mixer, where you guys uh-

Travis: And his name one more time?

Griffin: Uh, Sildar Hallwinter.

Justin: Yeugh.

Griffin: Um. Yeah.

Travis: It sounds disgusting.

Clint: I’m just gonna call him Silly.

Griffin: Barry… Barry Bluejeans. Uh.

Griffin: I can call- that’s what I’m saying-

Travis: Griffin-

Griffin: This is our game, we can do whatever we want. I can start calling these creeps Barry Bluejeans, and, uh-

Clint: You’re good.

Griffin: Okay.

Justin: I’ll leave that to you.

Travis: Okay, Sildar Hallwinter does not stick in my head, but Barry Bluejeans I’ll never forget.

Griffin: Okay, Barry Bluejeans it is! That’s his name now.