It's regrettable that it came to that, but at least you figured it out early, while you're still healthy and loaded with vitality. That stuff is poison to you, don't bring it in the house. And if you find yourself staring down the rim of a bottle, listening to the fizz tease from the surface, make it your automatic reaction to call on me. I'll rub gin on my lips and give you a little taste. You can overindulge on me with reckless abandonment. Let me be the one to get you light headed. I'll be there in the morning.