Vod Box

Taking full advantage of friends in high places, Bartender Ben got the girls and I got VIP treatment at Nic's Martini Lounge on Thursday night. We happened to arrive in the middle of a baseball team's cocktail party, the San Francisco Giant's party. After black cherry martinis, Eva and I moved our way to the band and danced to hip jazz. Mister baseball himself, Barry Bonds, was dancing too and grabbed my hand and spun me around! We danced our way back to our table and noticed that comedian and drunk, Andy Dick, was at the table next to ours. We were laughing and taking in everything around us, when Andy Dick's assistant tapped Eva on the shoulder and told her Andy wanted to 'talk to her later'. The night began to wind down, but the more people left, the more drinks Andy demanded. The manager finally had to request that he leave after he followed Eva and I into the women's bathroom and proceeded to piss in one of the toilettes with the door open. After the shitshow was gone, we turned the music back up and hit the Vod Box, a room chilled to 27 degrees where all the finest vodka was kept. The manager shared tastes of their best, which went for upwards of $1400 a bottle. We didn't think much of it, just another night in beverly hills.