You were on your annual spring cruise just maxin’ it out. Looking fine as hell and plenty of funds on your card to spend for the week. The sun couldn’t get much brighter and people couldn’t be any happier to be out at sea for vacation. But you were probably the happiest of all.

You’ve made a few friends from all over the ship. From Club 02 to the water slides up on Deck 18. Now you all were hanging around the bar in your bikinis sipping virgin cocktails—properly known as mocktails.

That’s when a group of shirtless, freshly soaked-out-the-water white boys vacated the area too. One of them took a mindless seat next to you and glanced. “What drink is that?” he asked pointing at your beverage.