Well if you're not Scottish, there's always clear drinks.
You haven't been drunk until you've been Vesper Drunk.
The Vesper
Bond: Dry martini.
Bartender: Oui, monsieur.
Bond: Wait.
Three measures of Gordon's gin, one of vodka, half a measure of Kina Lillet. Shake it over ice and add a thin slice of lemon peel.
Bartender: Yes, sir.
Tomelli: You know, I'll have one of those.
Infante: So will I.
Bartender: Yes, sir.
Felix Leiter: My friend, bring me one as well. Keep the fruit.
[Bond sips his drink.] Bond: You know, I think I'll call that a "Vesper."
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True story. Once I had a party at my loft in San Francisco. The only drink offered were vespers & in abundance as it was at the release date of Casino Royal in theatres.
Somehow the evening broke out into chocolate mud wrestling, on a volunteer bases,
noting the effectiveness of the drink.
Costumes and chocolate required some preparation.
San Francisco, the good years...
