And a pink sweater!
Noah rolled his eyes at David and drank his fourth beer, cigarette caught between his fingers. He preferred beer (not warm beer, ...but.) to wine, that was for certain. Beer, whiskey, and tequila were his drinks. This wasn't exactly good beer, however. It was just free beer. The two tended to be mutually exclusive. This was watery and light.
He laughed again at David's voice. He raised his can solemnly. "To art! And the accurate portrayals of the lower classes."