I like the officious air we unconsciously slide into when we're handed the dinner bill. You can't help it when the waiter solemnly hands it to you inside that little black folio.
"I'd like to thank everyone at the table for attending this meeting to examine our quarterly stock reports . . . Hmmmm . . . interesting. Looks like reuben prices are on the uptick."
"I'm feeling bullish. Let's tip twenty percent."
"All those in favor?"
(show of hands)