|Hanna: What do we do!?|
Arya: WE DRINK!
I'm not prepared for this. I don't know what to do. I'd struggle to complain if I were truly hacked off at them, but drop a free meal on me for a few minor inconveniences (the meal was still very good) and I'm lost. Hanna was no better. I was sweating; she started to hyperventilate as the manager asked if we wanted anything else; all on the house.
Order food that we know we don't need to pay for? That's... That's like inviting us to steal, isn't it? I don't think we could have asked for anything else if we'd wanted it.
And how do you leave? You can't ask for a bill, so what's your procedure. We just had no experience to help us deal with this.
We are so goddamn British.