Mike nods and goes to his fridge, he had some cheap stuff mostly but he had some better quality beer also. He picked one for himself, his brother and a coke canister for Anna. He came from fridge and said; "Catch folks!" Mike tosses canister towards Matthew and Anna, they were cool to touch and Mike took seat other side of Anna, now flanked by her father and uncle in between them.<br/><br/>With hiss Mike opened his canister and took mouthful of foamy brown beer, which by advertise was old time brewery stuff but in modern package.