It's Saturday. It's been a busy week, but we're here to put that all aside and enjoy a cold beverage and some fun conversation. With any luck, we'll be able to satisfy Linda G. Hill's Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt, we always have fun with that. This week, we have to be careful, but Cheryl will remind that this is a family bar, in case we stray toward the gutter. The prompt is:

"Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is 'body parts.' Pick a body part and talk about it. Make sure to leave a comment below or put a disclaimer at the top of your post if it's NSFW! There are people who participate in SoCS and love to support others, but not every one will want to read about private parts. Have fun!"

Not to worry, we can keep this on the straight and narrow.

If we were having a beer,

"I'll be with you guys in a second, I just have to finish making these drinks."

"There's no one else here, Cheryl. Whose drinks are you making?"

"I'm the bartender for the whole place, David. I make drinks for everyone. By the way, that reminds me, I made Mary a top-shelf Brandy Old Fashioned earlier this week. Dan said to put it on the tab today."

"Dan said? Dan said to put it on the tab. The tab I am paying for? How nice of Dan."

"Mary thought you were a little surly last week."

"She did, did she? Well, if she wants to see…No, I take that back. I was a bit surly last week. I'm happy to pay for her drink. I only wish she was here to share it with us."

"You're a good man, David. Let me shake this up and then I'll be pouring your John Howell's Bourbon."

"That shaking doesn't look good for your shoulders, Cheryl. Can't you use a blender?"

"Blending chops up the ice. Shaking makes the drink cold but doesn't water it down."

"Mmmm, OK. If I might ask, what brandy did you use in Mary's drink? Just so I know what I'm paying for."

"23rd St Distillery. It's really good stuff. You want a taste…on the house?"

"I don't mind if I do."

"Cheryl, what exactly are you making? Pardon me for saying, but that looks awful."

"It's a Pumpkin Russian, Dan."

"A Pumpkin what?"

"Russian. It's like a White Russian, but we use pumpkin-infused vodka, Kahlúa and pumpkin spice coffee cream. Then it's rimmed with crushed graham crackers."

"Cheryl, you might single-handedly reignite the cold war with that drink. This is excellent brandy."

"That's funny, David. Although, it's odd to think about reigniting something cold."

"It's just an expression, Dan. Besides, I'm usually the one accused of being pedantic."

"OK, you guys work out who's playing what role today. I'll deliver these and get to work on that Corona and bourbon."

"Get to work? Cheryl, you only have to open the Corona."

"Good to see those roles shifting back where they belong, David."

"I just meant…"

"David, shush. Trust me, I know all about digging your way out of a hole. Put the shovel down."

"OK guys, here we go, an open bottle of Corona for Dan – with lime wedge, and a glass of John Howell's Bourbon for David."

"What about…?"

"I'll be right back with the snifter of seltzer, a glass of ice and a cherry."

"A cherry? Dan, she said 'a cherry.' Do you think I'm only getting one?"

"She probably used the rest in Mary's Old Fashioned."

"Here you go, David. Cherries, Skippy-style."

"Ha, I see. One in the bourbon, one in the seltzer and one in the ice. I guess I had that coming."

"You did. You boys want anything to eat?"

"Let me guess, you have pumpkin lasagna, cream of pumpkin soup and pumpkin cheesecake for dessert."

"You just can't help yourself, can you David?"

"I'm sorry, Cheryl. I find the whole world of pumpkin to have a draining effect on my senses."

"Look, David, this isn't my doing. I don't like pumpkin spice – I don't even like pumpkin pie. I think the pumpkin Russian is a travesty, but I'm a good bartender, so I make the best one I can."

"I know, I just…wait, if you don't like pumpkin pie, what do you serve on Thanksgiving?"

"Sweet potato pie."

"Ooooh, I like sweet potato pie."

"Also, I shouldn't pick on you. We do have pumpkin ravioli as a special this week. But we have bacon and corn chowder as our soup of the day."

"Sign me up for a bowl of that, Cheryl. Sorry to add that to the bill, David, but I can't pass up corn chowder."

"It's OK, Dan. In fact, I'll join you. It sounds delicious. Bacon and non-pumpkin."

"Cheers!"