Placebo Me, Part 6

(I’m dropping off a drink at a party of about ten guys and girls. They look like they wish they were on the Jersey Shore. One of the girls has ordered a double gin and tonic. Before I walk away, the girl calls me back.)

Girl: “This drink isn’t right. I ordered a gin and tonic and this tastes like it has vodka in it… and maybe soda.”

Me: “I’m sorry. I’ll get that fixed up for you right away.”

(I take it to my bartender, who looks at it, pours it into a differently shaped glass, and then hands it back to me. I take it back to the table and give it to the customer.)

Girl: “Ah, this is much better. Thank you!”

Me: “You’re very welcome!”