[ Ken had been considering ordering children's food in a loud voice for her and something more sophisticated for himself, to heighten the difference between the two of them. But when she's mistaken for his sister, the gloves come off.
He gives this server (who one day shall bow at the mere mention of his name, as is proper, and shall serve as a useful tool in his present scheme - otherwise he would avoid mingling with such insects) his very best boyish smile and orders the spiciest food on the menu for the stranger, with an assortment of bizarre spices added. And the most sophisticated, again, for himself. Specifying which is for whom.
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He gives this server (who one day shall bow at the mere mention of his name, as is proper, and shall serve as a useful tool in his present scheme - otherwise he would avoid mingling with such insects) his very best boyish smile and orders the spiciest food on the menu for the stranger, with an assortment of bizarre spices added. And the most sophisticated, again, for himself. Specifying which is for whom.
Then he steps aside. ] She's paying, of course.