rycor814 and I go to the movies at least once a week and always share a Coke Zero. I am a sipper, and he is a drinker. In another words, by the middle of the movie there's no more effin' Coke. I pick up the drink find nothing left but ice, shake it, and give him a glare for good measure. So we tried getting the biggest Coke they offer. No dice. Nothing but ice by mid-movie again. I tried getting my own Coke, but they are very expensive at the movies. Last night, we're walking to our theater when this coversation ensues:
Me: I need to teach you the fine art of sipping the Coke. You need to learn to savor the flavor, to enjoy the Coke.
R: [laughs] I don't sip, I drink.
Me: Yes, but if you sip the Coke...
R: I can't sip the Coke! I'm a man, and men DRINK Coke.
Me: [hysterical laughter] This is totally bloggable.
N.B. Ryan managed to restrain himself, and the Coke made it at least three-quarters of the way through The Hurt Locker, which, BTW, I highly recommend.