A vendor delivering wine bottles got a little clumsy during his delivery into our building (think he's drinking the wine he's delivering? Nooooooo.). Some of the bottles spilled and broke in the first floor lobby. I started riding down the elevator to leave the building and I could smell the wine. My nose started to twitch like a K-9 crack sniffer looking for his next fix. And when I got off the elevator, it took every part of my brain to restrain myself, so that I wouldn't drop to the floor and lick the wine off the floor.