Challenge 7: Food Glorious Food

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Food for your favorite characters. Or in this case, drinks.

Fandom: Grace and Frankie

• Grace's Dirty Little Secret Martini
• Frankie's Kooky Kombucha
• Sol's Demonic Date Shakes

I. "Welcome home, my love." Nick greeted Grace at the door with a kiss on the cheek. Grace reached out for a brief hug as she flung her handbag onto the sofa. " 'Home,' what a concept. Anyway it's good to be here with you." She flashed a warm smile and shed her Chanel jacket. Nick waved airily. "We'll get it worked out in time. For now we have two nesting spots, nice variety, who can complain? Now, as I'm most familiar with this liquor selection, may I make you a drink? Dirty Martini perhaps? Plenty of vodka and olives."  "I have a better idea," Grace said, heading toward the sideboard. "I trust you also have plenty of gin?"

II. "Good God, what is that smell?" Nick asked Grace as they approached the deck from a walk on the beach. Grace sniffed delicately as they entered the house and made a face. "Oh, please no. Damn, Frankie!" Frankie turned from the sink, brandishing a wooden spoon. "You rang?" she asked brightly. "No, no, don't thank me, in three days it'll be kombucha for all!" She waved the spoon, spraying droplets around her. "And not just regular kombucha. Frankie's special KOOL kombucha!" Grace opened her mouth to protest, as Nick laughed and gave a thumbs up. "You go, Kooky. And you bet I'll try some, no matter how bad it smells." He continued chuckling as he steered Grace up the stairs. Frankie's eyes lit up. "Kooky. Kooky. Even better!" as she pulled her stained recipe sheet toward her and hunted for a pen.

III. "Date shake, sweetheart?"
Robert blinked and looked around. "Yuh, uh, huh?" he mumbled. "No, I wasn't asleep, I was just resting my--"
"Date SHAKE?" enunciated Sol more loudly, veering in closer with a glass in his hand.
Robert grimaced. "Uh, hmmm, well...."
"Oh come on. You know how much you liked those ones we had in Palm Springs."
"It wasn't so much the shakes as the waiter, if you'll remember. Joey....."
Sol reached the glass toward his husband. "Maybe it'll help to know that these are my own special Demonic Date Shakes."
Robert took the glass and gingerly took a sip. His eyes widened. "Rum?"
"Yes, dear. Just sit back, enjoy that, and think about Joey."
Robert chuckled, took a swig, and closed his eyes.

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