Head-waiter: Good evening, sir.
Henry: Good evening. We’d like a table for four, please.
Head-waiter: Do you have a reservation, sir?
Henry: No, I’m afraid not. Can we sit over there? There’s a table free by the window.
Head-waiter: Sorry, sir. That table has been reserved. Come this way, please. (He leads them to a free table.) How about this one, sir?
Henry: Fine. We’ll sit here.
Head-waiter: Would you like some drinks?
Henry: What would you like to drink, Stella?
Stella: I don’t know anything about drinks. I’ll drink whatever you order for me.
Henry: All right. Give us a bottle of red wine and a bottle of white wine.
Head-waiter: Very well, sir. Stella: Why did you order two bottles?
Henry: I know that you never eat steaks or pork, so I ordered the white wine for you. The red wine is for myself. I love steak. Stella: I see. Do we help ourselves?
Henry: Yes, it’s self-service here. Stella: I hope they have good shrimp or crab here.
Henry: They have the best sea food in this city. You can eat your head off. It’s on me.
