L’s feet are on the right. That’s her beer, and the empty bottle was her beer until she finished it. Then it became an empty bottle. Her beer, her current beer, is a Prima Pils by Victory, which I love but which my friend (who works at a beer bar) says they serve when someone asks for a Budweiser. Because the bar holds beer in such high regard that they that don’t even have Budweiser, because it isn’t a beerish enough beer.
But Budweiser is really pretty okay.
The candle immediately to L’s left is a long, thin wax cylinder, roughly the diameter of string cheese. It burns at a rate of precisely one inch every hour, which makes it more useful than string cheese for tracking the time. Also it is probably healthier than string cheese, because string cheese is bad for you, whereas the candle you just don’t eat.