[a typical talk between Bertie Wooster, who is now an old rich chap and Jeeves, his loyal valet, who has become a goose after so many years of standing his queer master]:
- Jeeves! Hey Jeeves! What if I make a hot stuff with bloody mary, some tequila, ah ... that damned Russian vodka plus Aunt Agatha�s hellish herbs she�d get from that market?
- Out of the question, sir. That would go against your Aunt�s last will. May I say, sir, your Aunt would have never forgiven herself if she had ever poisoned you with those exotic Mexican cacti ...
- But Jeeves!! These days they�ll drink hard! What will they say if they learn I haven�t the guts to do the thing I�ve promised?!!
- Keep calm, sir. They all are on the other side looking down on you now from heaven. I dare say, sir, they promised the same, but, to our grief, were meant to get to the afterlife after mixing too many ingredients ...
- Ah, Jeeves, stop that gibberish. Johny�s on top, didn�t you know? ... Okay, bring me that cactus or what did you say, I�ll put some in my pint.
- Oh, as you wish, sir ...
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(I�m thinking of watching the series again, what about you? :) )
