“What a strange animal!” Sindbad thought. “It’s black as soot. What can its visit mean I wonder? For, sure, it came not accidentally.”
“Please, sonny, go and ask the waiters whose this dog was and how it got here,” the sailor said and looked at the man wearing glasses.
“Me?”
“Yes, sure! Or do you want me to get up from here and do the asking? You are my hosts, are you not? And not vice versa! Why, do you think it is okay that a shagged black beast runs in and leaving stinky dog poop after itself gets out after it had expediently devoured then puked out the cloak?”
“No, Mr. Sindbad,” the man wearing glasses forced calm upon himself, “it is absolutely not okay. I was just surprised a little because you addressed me as ‘sonny’.”
“Why? Do you think it would be better if I addressed you as
