Gentlemen Prefer John set the drinks on the bar. "One lager and one... Benny, what did you do to yourself?" "Like it?" Bernice chuckled as she grabbed the drinks. Back at the table, Bernice sat between Stacy and Sam, with Izzy on Sam's right. The Doctor sat across from them, building a wall of glass mugs. He downed the proffered lager in one gulp. "Ladies, are you trying to get me drunk?" he asked. "I'm not affected by boozhe, sho you'll neverrrrr..." He looked at the women's smiling faces, each framed by short, blonde hair. "Oh my. I can't tell you apart."