At that moment, Clinton burst into laughter, loud enough to echo across the room. He slapped his thigh and leaned back as if he had just heard the funniest joke of the year. He pointed a mocking finger at the opened box and said with a smirk on his face, "What the hell is this? Is that a mini wine bottle? Seriously?"
Everyone turned their eyes toward the gift Oliver had just revealed.
Clinton leaned in a little closer, his eyes wide with disbelief. "Wait—don't tell me this is the big surprise you were talking about?" he said while still laughing. "A tiny drink bottle? This is too good. What is inside that bottle, soda?" He looked at his father, who by now was already chuckling beside him.
