Your wife spots you across the room.

She gives a pointed look at you where you fill up another glass of wine. She knows better than anyone that you're a lightweight, and this is your third glass, but you're stressed and it's making you loose and fun.

  • Whatever, you're an adult and you know your own limits. Knock back the wine then try some of that rum punch Marty has been sipping all night.
  • You give her your own pointed look and stop pouring. She's right. Plus, you have a fairly early day tomorrow.