"Jeezus Christ! Have you ever heard of anyone who drank while he worked? You’re thinking of Faulkner. He does sometimes -- and I can tell right in the middle of a page when he’s had his first one. Besides, who in hell would mix more than one martini at a time, anyway?"
When he wasn't working, he got tipsy in Havana, the birthplace of the mojito, but actually preferred dry martinis, just like Frederic in A Farewell to Arms, who said, "I had never tasted anything so cool and clean. They made me feel civilized."