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// THE DATE
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SPEAK:YOU
(I had better play this safe. Pretty sure this is the one Mother used to drink.)
A bottle of Thunderbird please.

SPEAK:WAITER
...
...Yes, sir.
Will sir also require it to be served in a brown paper bag, with a blue sleeping-bag and a three legged dog on the side?

SPEAK:YOU
Oh yes. All the trimmings.

SPEAK:WAITER
Yes. Sir.

SPEAK:SHARK
EMOTE:SHOCK
Did you order...

SPEAK:YOU
Oh yes, Thunderbird. We have a long history.
Mother used to put it on my Golden Grahams.
Then I would drift into a wonderful sleep, after smashing a couple of things.

EMOTE:UPSET
SPEAK:SHARK
Hm. Maybe not as much of a gentleman as I thought.
I wonder... did you bring me a date gift at least?

HOP