Clink, clink, clink,
ice on glass,
glug, glug, glug
clear fluids rise.

Splash and fizz,
as the color changes,
a green sour squeeze,
hang another on the side.

A red fingernail stirs
the mixtures in a circle
and a taste and smile
as she hands it to me.

Half drain the glass,
followed by a satisfied ahh,
and an order for another,
this time a double.