*raises goblet jovially* To His Majesty's good health!

I think your concubine has been plotting against you, m'lord... No, the sexy one. The one that likes red too much. I think she's planning to poison your wine

*HIC* It's good, isn't it? *HIC*

I've actually been brewing my own wine recently. (rolls big barrel into throne room)

Here comes the aeroplane!

This bottle of poison? Pay it no heed, sire. I am going to use it on your enemies

(pretending to drink from the cup) Dude it actually tastes good

Here's a drink. No funny business I promise

Liver problems? Nonsense! There's always room for a drink, Your Grace!

May I pour it into your mouth sire

Your Majesty, I'm thirsty. Are you thirsty? I think you're thirsty!

No wine for me, Sire - I am thinking of my health.

You may rest assured - the eunuch has been dealt with.

But what of the insurrections in the north, Sire? It would be unwise to leave them unchecked...

Your Majesty, drink this. It's good for you

It's gotten awfully hot as of recent, Your Grace... If only there were some way of quenching our thirst. Ah! I think I've thought of a solution!

A splendid idea, Your Majesty. How about a drink to celebrate?