He woke on the floor with his temples pulsing and sending a wave of pain through his skull. Groaning he slowly sat up and grabbed the tankard that sat beside him. He guzzled the contents down when he heard the voice. Closing his eyes to ease the pain and to listen to the noise inside his head. He sat there staring at the back of his eyelids when he noticed he'd fallen back to sleep and jumped a little as he almost fell on his side. Slowly he got to his feet and stretched continuing to listen for this job. He looked around the room and noticed that everything was in shambles. He'd probably gone into a drunken fit and thrown things and broken things. Shrugging as he rubbed his temples "Get on with it." He croaked out before stumbling over to a chair and falling into it. "A man...A Frog needs his rest..." He started to say as he slowly began to fall back into a bliss sleep.