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He wasn't that drunk. She was just dumb. And too close again. Way too close. She smelled strongly of the ocean that he hadn't gone in yet, and didn't plan on it. Slowly Ashton pulled off his sunglasses for the first time and revealed his nearly glowing orange eyes as he watched her do her own thing. What was she doing?

He got momentarily distracted drinking his beer again, tuning out her thank you and whatever else she was saying after that and decided that beer, while disgusting, tasted good once you've had a bit of whatever it was that he drank. He couldn't remember the name of it, honestly. A pink tongue swiped out at his lips and then stretched himself out again before she started talking.

Bon-fire? He looked around to the pile of wood, his head sort of feeling a bit heavy and dizzy before he thought about it.

"Sure."

With the beer plucked from his hand, Ashton gave the girl a very unamused look before rolling his eyes again and shrugging. "No. Never really done a bonfire. I just know it's a pile of sticks people light on fire for some reason and it's an excuse to drink and have stupid unprotected sex on the beach and get sand in places that it shouldn't belong. I've heard rumors from people," he informed her as eloquently as he could with his speech slurring every word.

The shorter man took a deep breath and let her settle in as close as she wanted before he pushed a hand through his hair and sat up a bit in his chair. "I don't get it. It seems like a throw back to cavemen or what have you. Before the wheel. It's like... Hey, let's just light s**t on fire and dance like total morons."

He might be a grumpy drunk.