"I don't even know what an appletini is," Omega says. "But when I was seventeen, a bunch of us got into one of their dad's bourbon, and the next morning I woke up with bilateral subconjunctival hemorrhages and the worst hangover of my life. I was walking home, got hit by a car, and was too drunk to remember it."

He laughs at the memory, without much amusement. "The doctor told Price I had a concussion, and that's why I didn't remember. Probably saved my life."