Dinner with my brother and his daughter was at a fine dining establishment. “The crab imperial looks good,” I say. Only the 40 next to it is outrageous. The face I make is one of horror. I am buying tonight so I made light of the lofty prices. I wondered, would my brother order the Surf and Turf at 65 dollars knowing that this was the only payment he might get for past and future debts? He would also be ordering for his daughter who does not like to be bothered with these details. The waitress had put a small loaf of bread with honey butter in front of my niece. Her full attention was riveted on that home baked bread. Always comfortable with these dinner guests, the only one missing was my brother’s wife. We knew she would not want her daughter to have bread and butter. The waitress was of above average looks so I was already calculating 20% of a high sum. She was very good at bringing iced tea. Three refills for my niece so far although I wasn’t counting. Good times were had by all.