Hotel silliness

We're staying at le Bristol Hotel. It's a very very nice hotel. Here's an example of the kind of place it is. When we first got here I went out to get a snack. I bought a takeout (or take-away as they call it here) quiche and brought it back. This hotel as a world renowned, 3 Michelin star restaurant, but they also have an informal place, where you have breakfast. I went there and asked if I could borrow a fork with which to eat my quiche. The hostess disappeared for a moment and came back with another woman who says, no we should call room service. I say, I don't want room service. That will take too long and all I want is a fork. She responds by calling room service for me. They're not handing me a fork, so I go up to my room. Fifteen hungry minutes later, room service shows up with a table with 2 full place servings (I guess they didn't want my wife to be forkless or for either of us to be lacking a knife or spoon as well) and a vase of flowers. So I took the fork, pushed the table out of the room, and ate my quiche.