Ok. I feel like I've been beaten with a 2x4 after surfing today. So of course I have a few glasses of whiskey before our little dinner soiree. I pack a big glass in a to go cup to sip along the way (steve drives). We get to our destination and I'm really not done with said drink. I'm trying to keep it mellow. The party is not yet ready to get started so we sit in the bar at table 200. Kevin does a visual sweep of the bar and when his gaze rests upon me he audibly says "Oh shit.........". I give him an evil grin and say "Hey Beer boy.......do me!". Kev produces a Hef and I start to sip. Katie comes out and she is visibly nervous. She is the chef for tonight's soiree. Well hell Katie, let's go "smoke" out back and I'll get my soda from the car. Katie lights up and I produce a nice full to go cup of whiskey. "suck Katie, suck! blow is just an expression!" I tell her. I thought she was going to spit the drink out. Any way, some time between the salad and soup two guys at a neighboring table are getting in to a verbal dispute. For what ever reason I'm trying to get Kim's attention. She is sitting next to me and in the reserves. If any one could kick my ass at work, it would be her. These two guys take it out side and start beating the shit out of each other. Damn! I didn't know dinner came with a show! The altercation was broken up and both guys left. I ended up winning not only a wine opener, but a bottle of wine too. Fun times.