“Are you seriously ordering another martini? I mean a gross. I know you believe in them but how many people would want a tiny Martian fur ball creature as a pet?”
Rakin knew his ad campaign had worked on his friend, “You get the product, give it a catchy name, create a market and sweep in the cash.”
“Okay, so calling these little fur ball Martians martinis was a good idea but, well, you know what happens when they sense you love them. They permanently attach to you.”
Rakin was watching his friend stroke the attached martini, “So you would like to remove it?”
“No! You know it makes me feel happy. I’m worried about other side effects.”
Rakin protested, “There aren’t any other side effects.”
“The hair growth?”
“You were losing your hair, now you have a full head of hair,” Rakin pointed out.
“…and a beard.”
“Okay, Susan, that’s one little effect,” Rakin admitted.