Part of me feels like this is about White Russians and the topic of discussion: jetting to Aruba for MaiTais and cabana boys.
"Zip it, Emily! Word on the street is Frank's company is going public, so it's cabana boys for all!"
"Come on, Gerti..."
"Well, what about Harold?"
"Tell'em it's LadyTime and he'll stay in the city for a week. Pack your bags, Gert"
Thus began the adventures of Emily, Mable and Gerti: Moxy Braods? Ladies of Leisure, Lush and Murder.
Mean while, the fella are in 'meeting'
"Harold, where ARE my sock garters?"
"Around the neck of that hooker, Hank"