• 2 parts bourbon
• 1 part lemon-squirrel juice
• ½ part sugar syrup
• ½ part egg white

Strongly shake all ingredients with ice for as long as it takes to overestimate the significance of your own existence (or about 20 seconds).

Strain into a glass filled with ice. Garnish with the lemon squirrel's first love letter, highest educational degree most beloved possession, or simply with a cocktail cherry.

Slowly sip while contemplating the complexity of the lives any sentient being around you is living and how you will never know most of them, just as only few individuals know yours.

Panel 1:
The two parrots are tied to a tree, surrounded by angry lemon squirrels.
LS: What have you done to them?
P: Ahhhm ... to who exactly?
Panel 2:
LS: Lemon Squirrel and Lemon Bunny were cultural icons! They were the most popular couple in the entire forest!
Panel 3:
LS: They were actual stars on Only Fruits. One day, Lemon Bunny posted on Zestagram that they wanted to meet you, and now they’ve disappeared. What have you done?
Panel 4:
BP: Isn’t it confusing to refer to them as “Lemon Squirrel”, since you’re all lemon squirrels?
LS: Sure, because YOU have proper names ...
BP: fair point.