"There was a three for two offer," they explained as they held out the bag to me. "We hope you like champagne!"
I clasped the three bottles of champagne safely to my bosom and went inside to make some room in the fridge.
It's always nice when your guests bring a gift, and it would have been churlish not to open a bottle at once.
The next morning I woke up with the hazy recollection of peaking too soon.
"I think I overdid the champagne," I said as I wandered into the kitchen.
"You were fabulous on champagne," said my friend. "I shall buy you more."
"Well, fabulous for five minutes," clarified his companion. "Then you fell asleep."
"I burned briefly, but oh so brightly," I said as I rummaged in the drawer for paracetomol. "Much like my party snacks."