Oooh, nearly forgot the other highlight of yesterday evening!

Before catching up with James, Kristen and I went to some sort of social networking thing - they called it social networking anyway but it had a strong, ill-concealed singles networking vibe to it. The website should have been a dead giveaway from the start but it seemed promising for giggle value - www.thesupperclublondon.com - it was all a bit contrived and too much like a Quintessentially party but worth it for the sake of this one story alone.

Anyway, upon arrival we were given a token for a free drink - which we redeemed to get the house cocktail. Which tasted absolutely vile and which we rapidly spurned in favour of paying for less tastebud-torturing drinks. The conversation at the bar went like this:

Kristen: Hello, we'd like to buy some drinks please?
Bartender: Do you have your tokens?
K: No, we've used them, we'd like to buy some more drinks
B: (looking puzzled) But you don't have tokens
K: Yes, we'd like to PAY for these ones
B: (still confused) Ok, let me go check

Bartender disappears, apparently overwhelmed by the novel idea that people in a bar would be willing to trade money for alcoholic beverages.

Second Bartender: Sorry, can I help?
Kristen: Sure, we were trying to buy some drinks but that seems to have confused your colleague
SB: Oh? Well, what would you like, and do you have tokens?
K: No, we've already used them up, so we'll pay for this round
SB: Didn't they give you tokens at the door? They should have...

First Bartender returns

FB: It's ok for you to have drinks but you'll have to pay for them because you don't have tokens

First Bartender walks away

True story.