Well, then I'll take a little … There's nothing better for the stomach. [He gets a bottle and two little glasses from the sideboard and places them on the table before LOTH.] Grand champagne, finest brand. I can recommend it. Won't you really?
LOTH
No, thank you.
HOFFMANN
[Tilting the contents of the glass into his mouth.] Ah-h—well, now I'm all ears.
LOTH
To put it briefly, I got into a nasty mess.
HOFFMANN
The sentence was two years, wasn't it?