wisdomtooth:

It's rare for Flynn and Quinn to /hang out/, let alone be in the same room and have a decent conversation. Oddly, enough both decided to hang out, causing a little trouble around London. Much to Flynn's surprise, they got a long smashingly. Both were friendly womanising men, both loved to drink, both were humours and they had common ground with wanting to save the world.

This would be the sixth pub they ventured into. During this time Flynn started a bar fight with some biker dude. All due to the fact he was flirting with the biker dudes woman.

"It's not my fault she said my ass felt nice!" Wisdom shouted, before dodging a punch.

"Pretty boy, grab my beer and let's go insult another pub!" Flynn said, before knocking out the biker with one full forced punch. "Bloody hell, I think I broke a finger."