David walked into the Bar. The trading run with the girls had been quicker than he expected, and he was looking forward to a drink.
He spotted Clif in a daze, looking more twitchy than normal, in a corner of the bar. Looking around, he also spotted Margaret with an entire bottle of wine to herself.
Smiling slightly, he slumped himself onto a chair next to Marg.
'Hello there Margaret! Gonna drink that all by yourself?' he asked.