Summary: John wants to know why a drink would be called a Bedroom Farce.
Reese looked horrified for a moment and asked, “What do you mean, do I want a bedroom farce?”
“It’s a drink, Reese, calm down.”
“What kind of drink is named that?”
Shaw smiled at the man that was still new at this relationship and said, “Watch me make it and you’ll see what it is.”
Reese watched Shaw take a coffee mug and put one shot of dark rum, 2 splashes of Galliano and filled the rest up with hot cocoa. Then Shaw grabbed the whipped cream out of the fridge and topped the drink with that, just to make Reese’s night. Shaw knew that Reese loved whipped cream. They both did.
“So, this has nothing to do with a farce in the bedroom, right?”
“Geeze, Reese, you make it sound like we’re a three ring circus or something. It’s just the name of a drink. How is it?”
“It’s really good, but then again, you had me at whipped cream,” Reese replied.