I'll settle for a glass of a good pinot noir.
Whenever there's a chance of a good tease you can be sure that I can't resist. A couple of years ago my wife and I were at an old time cabaret show and very good it was too. Part way through the last act of the first half, I went to the bar to order drinks, knowing that in a few minutes time, the currently deserted bar will be packed during the intermission.
My wife's order, a glass of Pinot Grigio, looked decidedly more inviting than my soft drink, such is life when you're the chauffeur home. The young lady behind the bar seemed to connect with my admiration of my wife's wine. "You like Pinot wines?" She asked, "indeed I do, but of all the wines from the pinot grape the one that I like is rarely sold retail." She looked at me quizzically. "We have, as well as Grigio, Noir, Blanc, & Meunier." "I'm sure that you do," I replied. "The one that you don't have is the one that was especially formulated for the elderly." "Seriously?" She asked, "of course," I told her, then went on, "wine, like all alcohol, is diuretic, and as you get older trips to the bathroom become more frequent, so the makers of the Pinot grape came up with a novel answer, same taste, less alcohol." "Really," she replied, "I've never heard of it, what's it called?" "Pinot More," I said. "You silly so & so," she laughed, "I believed every single word." I left her at the bar, still chuckling.