A few hours into the binge Walter stood up from his place at the bar, paperwork still spread around him and banged his stein three times to get everyone's attention. With a voice like his the banging was unecessary though, anyone would have listened even if he whispered it.<br/><br/>"Alright all bones! It's 11 pm. Six hours until Captain Krannok will be busting your asses out of bed and straight into training. Morning call is 0500, and so much as one of you showing up drunk or half asleep will get to deal with me, or gods help you, Erich." He turned towards Jack who had just stealthily filled Walter's stein before. "Bar's closed for all Bones from now on, Jack!"<br/><br/>He took a sip from his large beer and sat down again, gathering up his papers. He still had a few errands to run in the morning, not the least picking up bids on missions for the next contract. But those were best plucked just past noon, so for his part, he could sleep in a few hours of the morning. Then again, he would have to stay up way into the night to finish it all up.