"I don't like doing it, but there's certain things you just don't do and I'd like you to learn them quickly." Well, he says that he'll reduce the food allowance. It doesn't mean he'll do it, but he says it. "And as for not knowing how to behave? There's only 3 things I care about, honestly." He holds up a finger to tick each one off as he follows in behind. "Don't break anything without good reason. Be polite to the people with the food - unless they're rude first, in which case go ham. and don't be touching the women in any way other than friendly without them saying so first. If anything else comes up we'll address it at the time, and go forward from there but at the moment that's all I can think of." He has a feeling Zack may miss unspoken context clues about a woman's consent. He'd help with that if it came up.
That's it. Nothing on table manners, nothing on minding the language, nothing. Also note how the rules, apart from the last, are qualified. Are you surprised, Zack?
It's fairly easy to find a table, and Dean puts the menu- wait. He didn't recognise the numbers on the money, he's got no chance of being able to read the damn thing. One thing for it, then. Some quick math later as he chews on his lip, and- it'll wipe out what's left on the Mastercard, he's not the lowest on cash, not great, but he can afford it. Just. He's going to have to do a little more than pool shark if he's going to keep up with this. Although to distract Zack from the mental hula hoops he is doing right now, he drops out there - mostly because he's actually concerned about it "You said Abe screwed with your food?"
As a female server approaches and greets you both watch as he drops you a wink, looks up to the waitress with an almost carefree grin that would light up a room. "Hi. We'll take one of everything, but not all at once if that's okay? When the kid's full or tried everything, whichever comes first, we'll stop." He hands back the menu. "Oh and just a beer for me." He looks back to Zack, and back at the menu. "Do you know what you want to drink? Or are you wanting the same deal?"
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That's it. Nothing on table manners, nothing on minding the language, nothing. Also note how the rules, apart from the last, are qualified. Are you surprised, Zack?
It's fairly easy to find a table, and Dean puts the menu- wait. He didn't recognise the numbers on the money, he's got no chance of being able to read the damn thing. One thing for it, then. Some quick math later as he chews on his lip, and- it'll wipe out what's left on the Mastercard, he's not the lowest on cash, not great, but he can afford it. Just. He's going to have to do a little more than pool shark if he's going to keep up with this. Although to distract Zack from the mental hula hoops he is doing right now, he drops out there - mostly because he's actually concerned about it "You said Abe screwed with your food?"
As a female server approaches and greets you both watch as he drops you a wink, looks up to the waitress with an almost carefree grin that would light up a room. "Hi. We'll take one of everything, but not all at once if that's okay? When the kid's full or tried everything, whichever comes first, we'll stop." He hands back the menu. "Oh and just a beer for me." He looks back to Zack, and back at the menu. "Do you know what you want to drink? Or are you wanting the same deal?"