Sometimes these days, a person needs a good drink. Last night Sarah declared she was hankering for a martini, and as resident bartender, I obliged. As she took the first sip, she leaned back and smiled. "Ah, perfect. I can feel the little gin fingers working down my limbs."
"Gin fingers" - lovely turn of phrase.*
* "Turn of phrase," by the way, is itself a lovely turn of phrase.