Make the coffee a little Irish

You pour a second cup of coffee for Mrs. Gonzalez, but pour in a shot and a half of whiskey for her. You bring it over and say, "Here you go. This will help, I imagine."

She points to her coffee cup that is not empty and says "I already have some, thanks."

"Trust me." You say, looking her in the eyes. She sips your coffee and coughs slightly, before a knowing smirk comes across her face.

"How'd you know?" she says.

"I know a hangover when I see one. Besides, you're never late."

"I know, I broke an attendance streak today since they had to call a sub," she says sadly, but takes another big gulp of coffee.

You examine her more closely and suddenly notice she's not wearing her wedding ring. "This just got interesting," you think.

"Well, they already called the sub. Why not take the day off?" you suggest as you take a big gulp from your mug.

"I wouldn't know what to do with myself," Mrs. Gonzalez replies.

You look out the window at the blue sky. "Today is not a good day to be stuck at school. C'mon, lets play hooky. Teachers can do it too, you know."

Mrs. Gonzalez looks shocked at your suggestion. "What do you have in mind?" she smiles as she takes another big gulp of her Irish coffee.