1) Let's give give Gill a Moonblast. Blended grinks need to be left to mix for at least five seconds before I stop the shaker. (Internal monologue, explaining bartending mechanics)

2)While you spent the whole weekend and Monday doing god-knows-what, we've had some interesting clients come in. Dogs, lot's of 'em. Gil, you've known me for how long now? Do I look like the kind of woman who would make a joke like that? So! As

3)Nah, I think gossip is just something everyone enjoys but nobody wants to admit to enjoying it. What do I care if this guy I saw in some random movie was wearing sock with sandals or if they're dating god-knows-who?