Twenty-first.
- Me: Hey Liz (my roommate), what do you want for your birthday?
- Liz: That's like 5 months away.
- Me: Well 3 and a half.. But what do you want?
- Liz: I don't want anything...
- Me: Let me rephrase... What kind of alcohol do you want for your birthday.
- Liz: I don't want alcohol... St Julian's?
- Me: Good, fair enough.
