"Hello, Joe," Charlie said, leading Sibby into the basement tavern.
"Hello, Charlie. Who's this?"
"Joe, this is that girl I told you about, Sibby."
"Well, I suppose she can join us," Joe winked. "Time for some libations!"
"What's this?" Sibby asked, looking around the table. No one else had brought a girl with them.
"It's just what we always used to say when we were students," one of the others laughed.
"I suppose we should make a toast in memory…" Charlie trailed off as he came back with the bottle of wine.
The others nodded. Sibby didn't need to ask.