I’m sitting at the bar of a restaurant downtown, waiting for my friends to show up. Guy and girl next to me are CLEARLY on a first date (I heard them introduce themselves). The guy makes a big production out of what drink to order, even makes a joke about feeling pressured to get “something manly and impressive.”  Finally the bartender comes over to ask for their order. The guy clears his throat. 

“I’ll have a Grey Goose and vodka.”