When I arrive at any resort ... I run a perimeter search. Looking for the right bartender. The one that has been around for a while and will likely be working the whole week.

The bar can't be one of the ones that are exposed. It's likely a little out of the way. Not frequented as much as the others. It's the bar that the rowdy crowd avoids.

I then order a drink from the bartender and tip very handsomely.

Usually, a second tier of alcohol emerges from somewhere that is significantly better than the stuff that everyone else is drinking. It's a magical experience ...

My favourite words are usually something along the lines of ... "Wait here for a minute, I've got a bottle of something in the back that I think you will like..."