Drink up

Perhaps a new tradition;
arriving late, restaurant closed,
I chose instead to tread
the halls, and find my way to stalls
where shorts (not talls) call me to come hither;
not shots, but drops swirled round a snifter.
Lift the spirits, gins, and bitters.
Quick! Before the final call.
Drink up. Leave tip. Goodnight to all.