“Uh, waiter,” she flags the nearby waiter and points at the glass of water on her table. “What is this?”
“It’s water, Mrs. Banks.”
“But my usual is wine.”
“That’s what you insisted on having the last time you and Mr. Banks visited.”
“And when was that?” The waiter hugs his tray like a child hugging a stuffed animal for comfort.
“Ah Mrs. Banks!” Just then, the manager arrives. “I trust your evening is well?”
Standing up, she smiles. “Just dandy. Please kindly let your customers know their dinners’ on Mr. Banks tonight.” Mr. Banks, you dirty lying cheating bastard.
(100 words)
This is Another Story 
Ester is cheaper than a fancy wine so at least the “other Mrs. Banks” didn’t order an astronomically priced wine! 🍷
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Perhaps, there’s a reason why.
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A fitting revenge
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nicely done short!
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Thank you.
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Got him! Ha! Loved it! Good on Mrs Banks!
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So creative. I enjoyed your piece.
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Thank you. 🙂
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Took me a moment, then Ahh!
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Revenge really can be sweet–until it comes back on you 🙂
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I think the waiter needs some training in discretion.
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Mr Banks’ bank balance is about to take a hit!
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😆😆😆
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that’ll fix him 🙂
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Good for her!!
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Ha Ha! Love it!
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Thanks. 😊
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My first thought here was…Mrs Banks has dementia…but maybe not! Nicely done!
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Definitely not! 😄 Thank you.
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