SOCRATES: Dear sir! You seem to be an happy fellow, able to enjoy the mixed bitter and sweet fortunes of life!
DUDE: Oh, hey, man! Nice toga thing you got going on there. Let it hang, right?
SOCRATES: You are kind! And, indeed, perhaps too kind; for should one man compliment another on what is mere appearance, on the mere vestiges of one’s life?
DUDE: Oh, vestiges, right … What are you having there, old timer? Sangria? White Russian for me, Gary.
GARY: Sure thing, Dude.