When landed gentry from London take too many drugs via the nasal, and hitherto protract a rather nasty cold at brunch time the following morn.
William- I say old chap you seem to be rather under the weather this morn...
Henry- Well, you see old bean I went out last night and you may say ended up "painting the town white". For clarification, I took a lot of cocaine off of my iPhone.
William- Ohhhh, the London Cold!?