mel and i always needled each other , from the first time she walked into the training facility and said we had better clean up when we were done , or shed bar us from the premises , and i called her the wicked witch of the west end , and she called me a pompous little show-horse who wasnt nearly as good-looking as i thought i was , and i was like , goddamn , i want to take this woman out for a drink , and she said she thought , by the one god , i want this man to take me out for a drink , and we did drink , and he nodded off for a second , but when i took the bottle from his hands so i could smell it in an attempt to identify its contents , he jerked awake again , and took it back from me .