She started the coffee and picked up an empty pop bottle from the counter to discard in the trash.
He glanced at the bottle in her hand and lifted an eyebrow "Spin the bottle?"
She laughed and tossed the bottle in the trash.
He was wrong for using a bottle to settle his problems, and wrong for being unfaithful to his wife.
Quinn returned with a tray, glasses, beer and a bottle of wine, looking somewhat apologetic.
He found a bottle of scotch and insisted we toast our success.
Molly continued to hold Clair, even feeding her a bottle as Martha explained the mechanics of capturing mother's milk while the rest of us pretended not to listen.
There was a glass on an end table next to a half full bottle of gin.
She landed on a topless bottle of oil and spit the fluid out as it sprayed across her face.
He took her arm and led her to the couch, retreating to the kitchen for more cookies, water, and a bottle of painkillers.
Jenn lowered her hands and strode to the small collection of her things: a towel for the gym, a bottle of water, and a backpack filled with the weapons Jonny had given her when they returned a couple hours ago from Ireland.
Curious, she paused with the water bottle halfway to her mouth then set it down and flung the towel over her shoulder.
He held out a bottle of red water.
"This is fruit punch, by the way," he said, nudging the bottle of red water toward her.
Dusty groused, taking in the lopsided posters of cars and beer bottle décor.
Dean grabbed a bottle of inexpensive merlot and three glasses.
He neglected telling her he'd tossed the bottle he'd found at the scene.
There wasn't any liquor at the accident site when I left and you said a bottle had been found.
But if he planted a bottle in Billy's vehicle after the accident, it's his word against mine the alcohol wasn't there at the time of the accident.
She drank straight from the bottle as she moved around the room, gathering and piling clothing into a small suitcase.
A bottle of wine later, Deidre found herself sobbing on the couch.
She turned to the wine chiller and pulled out the bottle she opened when she returned home from the street fair.
He gave her the look, the one she knew was meant to remind her of his rules, before he dumped the bottle into the sink.
She rubbed her face, certain the mistake would be clarified soon and she'd be released with an apology the size of a bottle of painkiller she desperately needed.
She grabbed a second bottle and went to the kitchen for water, dumping out two of each into one hand.
After he destroyed all her drugs, she'd suspected he'd react this way and had hidden another bottle in her bedroom.
He held up the bottle and retreated to the bathroom.
But sometimes it was like lightning in a bottle, and magic happened.
Another bottle! he shouted.
Having sat some time at table, Speranski corked a bottle of wine and, remarking, "Nowadays good wine rides in a carriage and pair," passed it to the servant and got up.
Only after emptying a bottle or two did he feel dimly that the terribly tangled skein of life which previously had terrified him was not as dreadful as he had thought.
Another valet, with his finger over the mouth of a bottle, was sprinkling Eau de Cologne on the Emperor's pampered body with an expression which seemed to say that he alone knew where and how much Eau de Cologne should be sprinkled.