So we do an eviction. She leaves behind four bottles in a 6-pack of St. Pauli Girl. Score!
So I drink an entire bottle. In fact this very bottle:
And set it down. Inspect the label.
St. Pauli N.A. Darn thing's non-alcoholic! What a waste! No wonder the tenant left it behind.
For comparison purposes: on the left is the phony "why bother?" brew, the other, the real stuff:
St. Pauli needs to get with the program, find a way to better distinguish 'em, if not with different girls or hair colors, then at least draw the N.A. girl frowning and crying. Just an idea.