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Lew thought it was common knowledge by now: get breakfast on Tuesday mornings and mind which pitcher of juice you serve yourself from because one of them was generally full of vodka.
Apparently the good doctor had never gotten that memo.
"It's not even noon!" Fitch blurted after the unexpected shock of taking a gulp of the spiked OJ.
"Anyone ever call you a wet blanket, doc?" Lew asked around the cigarette clamped between his lips, giving the batch of scrambled eggs in the pan a final stir before pushing them off onto a platter and setting the dish out with the others.
"Anyone ever call you an alcoholic?" Fitch countered.
Lew's only response to that was a laugh as he poured himself a glass of juice and then clinked it against the glass Fitch had abandoned on the counter top. "It's five o'clock somewhere, right?"
[Tuesday breakfast. Eggs, pancakes, hash browns, an assortment of pastries and plenty of coffee and juice - both with and without vodka :D Tag each other, have fun and tip your waitress]
Apparently the good doctor had never gotten that memo.
"It's not even noon!" Fitch blurted after the unexpected shock of taking a gulp of the spiked OJ.
"Anyone ever call you a wet blanket, doc?" Lew asked around the cigarette clamped between his lips, giving the batch of scrambled eggs in the pan a final stir before pushing them off onto a platter and setting the dish out with the others.
"Anyone ever call you an alcoholic?" Fitch countered.
Lew's only response to that was a laugh as he poured himself a glass of juice and then clinked it against the glass Fitch had abandoned on the counter top. "It's five o'clock somewhere, right?"
[Tuesday breakfast. Eggs, pancakes, hash browns, an assortment of pastries and plenty of coffee and juice - both with and without vodka :D Tag each other, have fun and tip your waitress]