Seven Letter Post Office X 3 Redux

Marbled

no, do tell...

Don't be

alarmed

The Brahman sits down on a stool, and the barmaid comes to him, leaning forward, of course, to inspire him with her Nirvanesque cleavage.

"What can I do for you?" she asks in an ethereal voice.

"Would you make me one with everything?" the Brahman asks subserviently.

The maid twirls in a sensuous dance as she pours whiskey and whisky and rum and vodka and gin and bourbon and rye into a tumbler with a single cube of ice.

The Brahman bows his read reverently to receive the blessing, and leaves an offering in thanks.

He gazes at the libation and then back to the bar, where his offering is being placed in the bodice of the maid. The bar is bare.

"Where's my change?" demands the Brahman.

"Change comes from within," responds the barmaid as she twirls off to another devotee.
 
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