Chronic examined the bottle before him, "A very good year, and the vitner hasn't even been born yet."
  He poured Barry a glass as the first canon sounded.
  "Relax, it's not like you've never done that. I mean, you watch it on TV, or hear about on the radio. You still eat your Thanksgiving turkey, though, right?"
  Barry watched the red stream fill the glass, lapping the sides as it splashed down.