good god...
you can't write a story like that and not at least tell us what the good gentleman said...
(tuqueboy has been in a medically -induced coma since, Sat 13 Dec 2008, 23:42, 1 reply)

I don't remember!
It was 1992 and I think it was something along the lines of "Oh shit, all the napkins are ruined*." or something like that. I really don't remember. My husband gave me such a chewing-out at my inappropriate behaviour I was terribly ashamed and promptly forgot it.

*Mopped up vomit with the first class' white linen napkins. The man arrested right after they had reclaimed all the dinner trays. I had told the steward "I need something to wipe off his mouth!" since I couldn't get a good seal. The chunks and the slipperiness made the mask slide right off his face.
Handsome steward ran up to first class where they were still eating, whisked the cloths off their laps voop, voop, voop, "thankyewthanksthanksyewverramuch" and ran back with them. One still had a piece of chewed up steak in it.
(TDub Nunc id vides, nunc ne vides on, Sun 14 Dec 2008, 21:28, closed)