...when your wife has access to the soda dispenser.
I've made mention before that Jessica doesn't like James smoking. She's been known to sneak up on him when he thinks he's able to duck out of sight to light up, and douse him with a squirt gun; bribe friends and family to douse him as well; even go as far as to shove him into the Charles River or the Hudson to snuff out the offending cancer-stick.
I guess Jessica caught him lighting up here after Valentine's Day at the Bar. Hopefully she just hit him with water, and not soda.
Yep, right back to the abuse.
Probably, when I'm more inclined, I'll add the bottles and shelving in the back. But right now? Too. Dang. Lazy.