The waiter who's name I think was Brad according to his name tag brought us a bottle of Cameron Hughes 2012? wine.
He poured some in Keith's glass and waited patiently for him to approve. Keith nodded his head and brad poured some in my cup then refilled Keith's. He placed the bottle in the ice bucket slightly bowed then left.
A few minutes later Greg came to our table and placed his hands on my shoulder.
"Is the service measuring up to your standards?" He began rubbing his hands very awkwardly on my right shoulder.
I shrugged it off and removed the other hand from my shoulder. "Yes, thank you." I muttered through clenched teeth.
He smiled then sat beside me and patted my hand. He was about to say something but I quickly cut him off.
"The next time any of your body parts come in con
