It was just another quiet summer break lunch the other day for Sergey Sirotkin, when a gritty squirrel invited itself to the Russian driver's table.
The friendly gnawer, unimpressed by the lack of local produce on the menu, went straight for a residue of Pina colada, much to Sergey's bewilderment.
The squirrel apparently left the premises unsatiated, but joyous.
It could have been worse, had the Williams driver been drinking a Russian White!
