"Right you are!" says Frank, equally reluctant to set Augustine back on the floor. He reaches up to the barrel and tilts it carefully, and they are treated to a few more lovely spurts of gin before it eventually resolves into a slower and slower series of drops.

"That should do it!" says Frank, and he sets about closing the barrel back up.

"It's so beautiful," sighs Gertrude happily. "Augustine! Let's find a dumbwaiter! A place like this has to have a dumbwaiter."