My Beast is OPPORTUNISTIC above all else. I'm about to leave for a counseling appointment, for chrissakes, and my AV is chattering away in my head ... 'We're alone! No babysitter (i.e., my husband) to know if we grab a bottle of wine and hide it in our obnoxiously large handbag when we get home ...' SHUT UP already!! I'm running down the clock so I leave with barely enough time to get to the appointment so I at least am not able to grab some on the way there. I will be nothing but disgusted with myself in the morning if I give in to this pestering.