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“Are you trying to annoy the shit out of me today?” “Nah.” He flashes a shit-eating grin. “We both know I don’t have to try.”
“Every drink is named for a flower.” “I know. Do you like vodka?” “With something sweet in it.” “Go for Petunia’s Poison.” I find the drink on the menu. It’s made with sweet pineapple juice, blue curaçao, and grenadine. “That sounds good. I’ll try it.”
This sounds really close to "Surfer's Blood" at Hala Kahiki
