"Hey, at least she didn't sink her claws into your thigh, dangerously close to your you know what." It had been almost enough to scare him into never having an erection ever again. Claws near his privates? Major do no want from Scott.

"Hell yeah! I'll buy us more beer to drink on the way." Stiles head created a drunken monster. He finished the beer in his hand before ordering another two for their journey.