Monty has always been rather keen on living in the here and now. His immediate future may hold an adventurous tour of the continent, to be filled with he and Percy gallivanting about and doing what they please with very little adult supervision, but his less-immediate future is dark and grim. After the tour, his future is filled with stuffy rooms and stuffy people, chained to his father's side to learn and likely be smacked around when he messes something up. Not to mention, it's going to be Percy-less.

It's enough to make him want to step off the top-floor balcony before it can all happen.

"I'm not worrying about anything tonight," he says, voicing the thought aloud. All that matters is here and now, and just how long it's going to take to get his present company to fall into bed with him. "I do need another drink, though. Care to join me?"