My late husband thought anytime was a good time to go to the Martini Bar. I have to caveat this to say all his martinis were consumed aboard ships. He didn’t drink them at home.
We were walking inside one day, on the Solstice I think, and he wanted to drop down to deck 4. We made a loop and I thought we were passing the Martini Bar about 4:30, but he sat down and said he was going to order a martini. So much for our walk.