Anna: I’m getting quite good at these birthday feasts given it’s the month of August. Because you are my co-conspirator and blogging partner-in-crime, this is a particularly special one. Thankfully Zoe was able to run to Marks’ in her 3 inch peeptoe heels, on an emergency lemon mission, so now we are able to drink White Ladies all night!
Zoe: I only got one blister! (Cackle)
Kirstin: I’m going to miss the cocktails. I think we should do them anyway after this month.
Anna: Shall I email Bill and ask him to write a cocktail book?
Zoe: Wasn’t the idea to drink less if we had cocktails? But instead we downed the first one.
Anna: White Ladies were chosen in honour of us and our purity. Eh Zoe?