Hello

...my name is Tom and I will patronise you this evening. So started the Gorse Fox's evening meal. (well that may not have been exactly what he said, but it certainly captures the essence of the greeting).

The menu was presented and "can I get you a drink this evening?". a glass of merlot was requested and then when Tom returned he asked if the Gorse Fox had been able to make up his mind and would he like to order. GF was not standing on ceremony. He ordered shrimp and salad. "Shrimp and salad, sir? Can I get you anything else?"

Given that the Gorse Fox had been clear about his order, he was confused as to why the order should be questioned, and could feel a wave sarcasm rising. He remained calm. Somehow.

When the meal was finished, he thanked Tom and asked for the bill. This was not good enough for Tom. He insisted on interrogating the Gorse Fox and checking that a sweet was not required, a cocktail, any other drink, or even a coffee.

Bristling, the Gorse Fox requested the bill once again. Paid, and left before he said something unfortunate.