The following is probably how the Blood Mary was invented.
Addison:  You lost the bet Reginald, therefore you have to drink whatever I order.
Reginald:  Oh heavens!
Addison:  Barkeep! Give me a shot of your finest vokda anddddd… tomato juice!
Reginald:  The juice of a tomato? Certainly you jest Addison!
Addison:  Put some tabasco in as well. 
Reginald:  Tobascao?! I hear the peasants referring to that as the devil’s breath.
Addison:  Barkeep, do you have any horseradish?
The barkeeps nods yes.
Reginald:  Heavens and saints with palletes and paints! 
Addison:  Put that in along with some cayenne pepper, celery salt, olives and… Worcestershire sauce.
Reginald:  Worcestershire? But I’m from Conventry. Oh, you dog Addison!
Addison:  And don’t use a spoon to stir it barkeep. Just use that comically large piece of celery.
Reginald:  Why on heavens do you have celery behind the bar?!
The barkeep shrugs. He stirs the drink and hands it over.
 Addison:  Bottoms up Reginald!
Reginald drinks it. He loves it and orders another. And another. He turns into an alcoholic and has an early death from scerosis of the liver. He is survived by is wife Judith and his daughter Clara.

The following is probably how the Blood Mary was invented.

Addison:  You lost the bet Reginald, therefore you have to drink whatever I order.

Reginald:  Oh heavens!

Addison:  Barkeep! Give me a shot of your finest vokda anddddd… tomato juice!

Reginald:  The juice of a tomato? Certainly you jest Addison!

Addison:  Put some tabasco in as well. 

Reginald:  Tobascao?! I hear the peasants referring to that as the devil’s breath.

Addison:  Barkeep, do you have any horseradish?

The barkeeps nods yes.

Reginald:  Heavens and saints with palletes and paints! 

Addison:  Put that in along with some cayenne pepper, celery salt, olives and… Worcestershire sauce.

Reginald:  Worcestershire? But I’m from Conventry. Oh, you dog Addison!

Addison:  And don’t use a spoon to stir it barkeep. Just use that comically large piece of celery.

Reginald:  Why on heavens do you have celery behind the bar?!

The barkeep shrugs. He stirs the drink and hands it over.

Addison:  Bottoms up Reginald!

Reginald drinks it. He loves it and orders another. And another. He turns into an alcoholic and has an early death from scerosis of the liver. He is survived by is wife Judith and his daughter Clara.