The bartender prefers their street name, ?Bedtime Scoop,? for the inevitable effects they have on whoever takes one, knowingly or not.The brunette is ...he first to go, quickly overcome by the bartender’s special Mai Tai. The wait staff is there when she begins to swoon, suggesting that her fever is the result of the Caribbean heat and too much alcohol. As for the blonde, she takes longer. ?It must have gone to her tits,? the bartender laughs, waiting for the effects to kick in. And when it. ”“Am I going to be happy at the end of this conversation?”“Angie drove from Cincinnati on New Year’s Day to talk to me.”“I thought she wasn’t supposed to drive!”“She’s not. She did it anyway.”“What did she say?”“She wants to resume our relationship, of course.”“Mike, may I be a bit flip?”“Of course.”“That’s another fine mess you’ve gotten us into!”“Oh, it gets worse,” I sighed. “It’s made me think about how I feel about her.”“Lord have mercy! And you told Vladyka that?”“He asked me if I was. Ab decided time pe wo aai and Maine uska welcome kiya and hum padne baith gaye mere Mann me to laddoo fut rae the par wo response nhi de rhi thi and apni padai me lagi thi Maine fir ek trick ki maine usse pucha ki aap drink karte ho kya usne mana kar diya Maine kaha meko karna hai agar aapko koi problem na ho to mai beer leke aata usne kaha no problem.Mai jaldi Se gaya beer lene, beer shop me pahuchte hi uska message aaya ki mere liye kingfisher leke aana Maine message kiya ki aap to nahi pite. “John. John. Really, I was only joking. Please. I was only joking. Denise is mad at me.” Bianca could tell John was confused from the perplexed look on his face. He was trying to figure out what she was talking about. “Your tip! Your tip! I didn’t really mean it. I was only joking with you. I thought we were just flirting. Denise asked me to explain why you left such a big tip. I told Denise what I said to you and, well, she’s mad at me. I can’t take such a big tip. Two-Hundred, or Two-fifty.