"That's the dream," he said, grabbing the bottle and offering it in toast to Rodimus for his comment about Ultra Magnus. "Wouldn't you love to be put into place by a simmering hot spot like that."

He takes another swig and makes a face, coughing a little.

"The work up was all the shit you've just been through, my friend," he says, though it's a little strained as he waits for the alcohol to settle.