Plane-arita, a portmanteau of plane and margarita.
A margarita that you drink on a plane.
(phone vibrates)
Wolf: “Oh, no. No, no, no.”
Judy: “Oh, no. What?”
Wolf: “There's a new post to Mom's blog. Oh, God. Mom's on a flight. And she's already three plane-aritas deep.”
Beef: “Do you feel that, children? The way the wind has stilled in the pines, and the caribou no longer utters its lonely howl? She is set upon us.”