Having rattled through Skua at a quicker rate than anticipated, we stop in at last year’s new discovery Lucky Liquor for a drink. Having had my Riesling and my fernet-branca, I decide a mocktail is the course of action, with the Velvet Colada being the one for me. A stunning combination of coconut water, caramel, and pineapple foam - incredibly drinkable, without being cloyingly sweet. We devolve back to uni times, embarrassing stories coming out amidst doubled-over peals of laughter, a giddiness that isn’t really even massively alcohol-induced, just the buzz of being with old friends again. I finish with their whiskey of the week, a Ryelaw, strong enough to be served with a little jug of water (much like you’d get for milk with your tea) to cut through it. A strong heat to it, big fan. Even bigger fan of being presented fortune cookies with the bill. George’s somehow contains not one, not two, but three fortunes. I am only lucky enough to receive one - “make the most of today”. It’s too late; I already have.