Hmmm... Coke employees have been naughty, as they were caught trying to sell The Formula. Ha. As if that's possible.
Whatever they were passing around at Pepsi (and whatever Pepsi respectfully declined) everyone knows The Formula is locked in The Vault forever and ever, amen… along with some stinkin’ Polyjuice Potion, Margaret Mitchell’s tape recorder, Jeff Clark's worthiness as a human being, and Sas Gordon-Walker's first pageant trophy.
All Atlanta children grow up hearing, “If you don’t behave, y’all be locked in the Coca-Cola vault. Mark my word!” Stupid stupid people.
Alan Rickman can pour potions all over me anytime he desires... but that's neither here nor there.
tags: Harry Potter, Coca-Cola, Alan Rickman