I realise now those are the waiter’s eyes; I thought at first his eyes were closed in that sort of smug-posh way waiters are usually drawn and those were tears. Tears for the fate of the BFDN? Or tears of admiration for (female customer)’s refined taste in sentient cuisine?
I realise now those are the waiter’s eyes; I thought at first his eyes were closed in that sort of smug-posh way waiters are usually drawn and those were tears. Tears for the fate of the BFDN? Or tears of admiration for (female customer)’s refined taste in sentient cuisine?
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I realise now those are the waiter’s eyes; I thought at first his eyes were closed in that sort of smug-posh way waiters are usually drawn and those were tears. Tears for the fate of the BFDN? Or tears of admiration for (female customer)’s refined taste in sentient cuisine?
I realise now those are the waiter’s eyes; I thought at first his eyes were closed in that sort of smug-posh way waiters are usually drawn and those were tears. Tears for the fate of the BFDN? Or tears of admiration for (female customer)’s refined taste in sentient cuisine?