Threat or promise?  I can’t say I see the benefit in giving up the bottle for any one of these sourpusses.

“[T]he Pyke’s idea of a refreshing snort was, as I knew from what she had told me on the journey out, a cupful of tepid pip-and-peel water or, failing that, what she called the fruit-liquor. You make this, apparently, by soaking raisins in cold water and adding the juice of a lemon. After which, I suppose, you invite a couple of old friends in and have an orgy, burying the bodies in the morning.”

– From “Jeeves and the Old School Chum”

A glass of wine with Ann Althouse.