What's your poison? Oh, nevermind, I see you've brought your own.
Call it what you want: School time, 8am, gin-o'clock; Jill loved this time of day!
Molly's large intestine really objected to her drinking.
The name's Bland. James Bland. I'll take a regular martini. No special instructions. No olives? No problem.
Another butterbeer, Tom! And a cracker for Polly!
MARTINIS. PART OF A GOOD BALANCED BREAKFAST.
Satan's bachelor party.
I don't always drink but when I do...