Some people party until the break of dawn. Others party at the break of dawn. The people who do both go to Lime. Head there on weekends around 10:30 a.m.; you can join the party or just watch the city's hardiest partiers continue to rage through the windows. Decked in sunglasses and slightly askew versions of last night's attire, most partiers flock to Lime like pigs to a trough on weekend mornings for one simple reason: bottomless mimosas. A purchase of brunch plus an extra $7 will buy all the mimosas you can drink, and the promise that your headache pounding in time with the thudding bass will soon blend right in with the pink-tinted backdrop. But be warned: Inexperienced morning drinkers may soon find themselves right back on the dancefloor, doing the same cabbage patch they were trying to pull off just nine hours earlier.