Spit or Swallow?

Larry's been holed up at the Ritz this week for a corporate awards event. It was supposed to be in Paris, but ended up here in Manhattan.

Congratulations on working on the "deal of the year." You've won an all expense paid trip to ... one mile south of your apartment.

He's only a little bitter.

Anyway, this afternoon's activity is a fancy wine tasting tour with some grape guru. Spouses/significant others invited. I'm off to swirl, sniff and slurp some (hopefully) high-priced hooch.