Rob walked back from the bar with a pint of clear cold cider in one hand and in the other another pint of ale for Manny. He placed them down carefully but promptly knocked the table and both glasses spilt leaving small puddles of booze.
“Blast,” he said to himself, he picked up his pint and took a massive gulp, then he put it back down in a different spot, he grabbed a red napkin from the metal cutlery stand and whipped up the mess, drying the bottom of the glass of ale.
He looked up and there stood before him was his work colleague and friend Manny.