"What kind of alcohol, then?"
"What are you? A statue? If you got something then spill the banes. If not, then take a hike."
Ethan made sure no one was left, and slipped into the hole himself. He scans around Sid's abode for a minute, then makes clear his prescense. "Bonjour."
"Okay. I have a MP5. This is what we do. You distract them. We buddy up with them. Then, when they least expect it, I mow them down with my MP5 while you assist with your gun. Okay?"