"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.