[first lines]
Hong Kong Bartender: [mixing a very complex drink] I haven't made one of these since the fourth of July. I was making one when the quake hit Frisco. Believe me friend, I wouldn't go to all this trouble for any of these foreigners. Uh, uh, gotta wait a minute to let the oil sink in. There you are partner, you can tell your grandchildren about that one.
Dan: [before Dan can take a sip, the contents of the glass are knocked out of his hand by Joan backing into him] Say what in the name of...
Joan: Why... I'm so sorry.
Dan: I'm so glad.
Joan: Such a beautiful drink too.
Dan: Yes, paradise cocktail. Seem to be a few drops left.
Joan: [prophetically] Always the most precious, the last few drops. That's luck.
Dan: Yes, my name is Dan.
Joan: Mine's Joan.
Dan: Hello Joan.
Joan: Hello Dan.
Dan: May we, errr, drink to our meeting?
Joan: We should. Here's... here's hail and farewell.
Dan: Well that seems a bit ruthless?
Dan: Let's say
[hears toast from the German bar]
Dan: auf wiedersehen
Joan: Auf wiedersehen
[Dan smashes his glass on the bar; Joan does likewise]