Wow, this thread is bringing back all kinds of bad dining memories . . . Piggybacking Vinyljunky's post, the server at Shui Hu Ju in SOHO spilled some sauce on one of my dining companion's suede jacket. Upon complaining we first heard, "No, you're mistaken. No one spilled anything on you." When we produced proof (showing the fresh stain on the jacket), the manager said, "That's just water." When we pushed the jacket to his face to smell the aroma of the sauce, he just left and never showed his face again. Asshole.