"mmm... honey milk".
Tim smiled as he took a long draught of the sweet creamy liquid. A little dribbled down the side of his mouth. His tongue absently flicked out and recovered it. He didn't want to waste any. John looked at him. They both smiled knowingly.
John, chuckling: "t'snot even from Fiji!"
Confused, Tim: "so, why..."
"Marketing": John, smugly.
