“Yeah, there's some unlikely beasts in the world, and it's best to stay near the ones that you've bought drinks for.”
“Oh, yeah. If there's one thing I'm good for, it's comic relief.”
“It's not a date. I bought my own drink and I didn't shave my legs.”
“Desperation is like a spilled drink; even if it's delicious, no one will get near it. Cultivate an aura of glamorous unapproachability.”
“The trouble with the world is that it's always one drink behind.”
“And suddenly, it's as if there's no one in the world but these two, crashing through space to reach each other. They collide, enfold, lose their balance, and slam against a wall, where they stay. Clinging into one being. Indivisible.”