Modesty is overrated. Smirnoff tells it like it is, just like you do once you've had a few.
INT. BAR - NIGHT
Bottles line the wall behind the bar. A woman walks up to order a drink, taking a spot next to a bearded man looking at his phone.
The bartender comes over.
WOMAN: A shot of Smirnoff, please.
The bearded man looks over at her in distaste.
MAN: You drink Smirnoff? (scoffs) I have self-respect.
The bartender sets a frozen strawberry daiquiri in front of the man, who then sucks loudly on the straw. He types away at his phone, and in quick succession we see:
He posts a shirtless mirror selfie on Instagram.
He writes "#like4follow" on his own post.
He sends a text to someone named Jenny saying, "Thanks for not replying, I hope you got fat."
He sends another text to Jenny saying, "I'm too good for you anyway."
TITLE SLATE: Smirnoff: Enjoyed by most.