One of them is the dry martini at the "21" Club.
She poured him a dry martini and brought it over.
I went through into the kitchen, got some ice and mixed a strong dry martini.
I handed her the dry martini, aware that my limited time had almost run out.
The head of the union was waiting for him in a far corner, sipping a dry martini.
"Why don't you get out of that wet coat and into a dry martini?"
Half an hour and one more double dry martini later, their luncheon came.
You wouldn't happen to have a dry martini in your pocket?
He thought a moment, and signalled for another dry Martini.
And there it was - the dry martini - standing on a white napkin.