"Booze was great in New Orleans. Nik, Elijah, Rebekah and I ran that town like Gods among men. Nik was one of the founders you know," Kol said with a grin. "Those were some of our happier times as siblings...." his voice trailed off. He didn't need to add that shit went downhill after the dagger went into his chest. That had been the final straw for Elijah and Kol suspected that Rebekah stayed with Klaus more out of fear than loyalty.
"Though you humans surprise me with your new drink creations. You certainly have imagination. I've recently played beer pong, that was fun."