i used to live in flats above an indian restaurant. The staff knew me well and they would give me free drinks.
One eve i went in with an old school friend, we were filled with alcohol before our starters came out.
Anyway, i ate half my starters then started to feel a bit worse for wear. Thats ok, i thought i shall rush back to flat. I got to front door of restaurant, ready to jump to my front door when i couldnt help but throw up.
I recovered enough to go to flat, brush my teeth, then return to restaurat and finish my meal.
The guys from restaurant kindly washed down the doorstep too and then topped up my glass :)