“Zero? You expect me to believe that you and Folco Boffin first-footed at five homes, and you drank no ale at all?”
Frodo squinted up at Bilbo, sheltering his eyes with his quilt. He croaked, “Well, old Mr. Underhill gave us brandy, Old Noakes had dandelion wine, Granny Strawflower had brambleberry cordial, Aunt Dora gave us each some sherry, but ‘Only a Taste, Mind You!’ But then she sent us to Ponto and Iris’s----”
Bilbo shuddered. “Oh, no! Not Ponto’s infamous home brew, then? It’s a wonder the two of you could walk back here after some of that!”