Overheard in Berlin, Part Idontactuallyknow

In line at the grocery store, two... I'm not sure what to call them. ( Attempt at explanation )

Let's just settle on "plebes" or something. They stood in line behind me.

Plebe #1: "Yo, dude, we need drinks for tonite, yo. Go get some."
(Plebe #2 wanders off, returns a minute later with three bottles of... carrot juice.)
Plebe #1: "What the fuck, dude? Why didn't you get the cheap stuff?"
Plebe #2: "But man, this stuff is not from concentrate! Not from concentrate, dude! It's like the best!"
Plebe #1: "But..."
Plebe #2: "No, man, *not from concentrate*! I swear, it's like, every bottle you drink tastes different! Totally the best."

Thing is, they didn't even appear to be high or anything. It was kind of cute.

P.S. Hi, I'm being a bad friend AGAIN, so belatedly the very bestest birthday wishes to flimsy, sideshowkat, spike_wtb and musictoyourlips! ♥

ETA: Oh, hey, I'm a meme sheep, also AGAIN. ( Want to ask me stuff? )