Gentlemen...Acceptable.

Hartwell said there was something in his orange juice. I couldn't figure out what it was so I decided to take it home and photograph it in case it was something yucky. So I have a series of orange juice shots. (Mmmmmm.) Then I dumped it out and discovered it was a Starbucks straw wrapper. That Bee probably shoved in there.

Man. All I wanted was a coupon. Phooey.