A grapefruit mojito, a double Moscato, a cocktail with a name meant to imply something far more salty than melon-scented vodka could ever taste.
These were the drinks gradually lubricating a group of women who had congregated in the lounge at the upscale Showplace Icon Theatre in St. Louis Park on Thursday night during the hour leading up to the opening of "Fifty Shades of Grey."
With source material adored by some — and reviled by others — the "Fifty Shades" adaptation may turn out be the most divisive film of the year. But for superfans, many of whom passed the trilogy's books around the office or read them for book clubs, this was a night long anticipated.
And what better way to celebrate the release of the sadomasochistic fantasy than with a couple of drinks from the theater's "Fifty Shades"-themed menu?
Connie Towson had downed the Tryst, made with Grey Goose (get it?), Sprite and grenadine — an adult Shirley Temple — and was downright giddy. "I'm taking my mother to see an erotic movie!" she hollered, adding, " 'cause my husband wouldn't go."
"So I had to go," Karen Hayes deadpanned.
"At 75," said Towson, gasping for air during a bout of giggles, "she should be thanking me."
But Hayes wasn't exactly grateful.