Waiter: good evening, sir. welcome to the knight's asylum. what can i do for you? have you booked the table? mr. berton: yes. i phoned you yesterday evening. the name is berton.waiter: yes, sir. are you alone? (looking down the list before him). oh, no, excuse me, the table for two.mr. berton: my wife will be here fairly soon.waiter: here you are, please. would you like this table? mr. berton: oh, no. my wife is fond of sitting by the window and staring at the passers-by.waiter: this way, sir. it's the right place for your wife.mr. berton: well, thank you. it seems for my wife. not for me, i mean. but the view is wonderful.mrs.berton: peter! (a middle-aged perfectly dressed woman is coming to mr. berton). i'm sorry, i'm late.mr. berton: better late than never.mrs. berton: please, don't grumble! i've just visited my hairdresser. besides ladies have the right to be late. gentlemen —never! mr. berton: yes, you're right. do you like the place? mrs. berton: oh, i'm awfully pleased! waiter: here's the menu. what would you like to start with, madam? mrs. berton: wait a minute. it's funny enough, but i'm hungry as a bear. and the dishes in your menu look so well, i'd like to begin with baked mushrooms and melon.waiter: and you, sir? mr. berton: as for me, i would like to begin with something more interesting. what can you say about your steaks? waiter: oh, they're really delicious today! what vegetables would you like with the steaks? fried tomatoes with spiced sour-cream, cauliflower or french beans? mr. berton: so, two steaks with fried tomatoes. i prefer steaks well done. what else? a nice portion of roast potatoes.mrs. berton: waiter, the same for me, please.mr. berton: and what about your diet, dear? mrs. berton: let's forget about it! waiter: anything to drink? mr. berton: a bottle of french red wine, two cups of strong mrs. berton: and orange juice, please! mr. berton: of course! how could i forget! waiter: please, wait a moment. (the waiter goes out. in a few minutes he appears again with a tray with dishes). here you are.mrs. berton: seems and smells fantastic! mr. berton: great! waiter: good appetite! enjoy yourselves. what would you like for dessert? mrs. berton: vanilla ice-cream mixed with bits of chocolate and pineapples, a nice slice of apple pie for me and (looks at her husband) absolutely nothing for my husband, i suppose.mr. berton: good gracious! you're right, dear! will you please bring me the bill, waiter? waiter: certainly, sir.
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