Bond said. „One. In a deep champagne goblet.“ — „Oui, monsieur.“ — „Just a moment. Three measures of gin, one of vodka, half a measure of Lillet. Shake it very well until it‘s ice-cold, then add a large thin slice of lemon peel. Got it?“ — „Certainly, monsieur.“ The barman seemed pleased with the idea.
„Gosh, that‘s certainly a drink,“ said Leiter. Bond laughed. „When I‘m … er … concentrating,“ he explained, „I never have more than one drink before dinner. But I do like that one to be large and very strong and very cold and very well- made. I hate small portions of anything, particularly when they taste bad. This drink‘s my own invention. I‘m going to patent it when I can think of a good name.“