Lufthansa always makes me double check whether I'm still in coach. My answer comes when I bang my nose on the seat in front of me. But still, always steaming hot towels, as much water as I want whenever I need it, more food than I could eat, and I've never been charged for a drink.
What you're looking at here is my thirsty Campari and soda next to my water. After dinner they always come around asking whether you'd like a cognac or Bailey's. That brown one's cognac.
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