A Forgotten L-ism

A few weeks ago, as we were visiting my family in my beautiful home town, L had a great line and I forgot about it until today. We were out to lunch and I ordered drinks for the girls (an Orangina). When the waiter brought the cups, L said, "What is it?" I told her it was juice and to drink it. She tasted it hesitantly and then a smile crept over her face as she proudly exclaimed, "I like my bubbly juice!"