[What the waitress says to Greg brings a faint smirk to Arthur's lips, but he's quickly distracted with the mention of tea]

They do? I don't suppose they have a good Darjeeling.

[Oh, a menu. He skims it, holding his fork in his teeth, removing it when he discovers that they do, in fact, have Darjeeling. He orders some, and hands the menu back]

It's a little gem, this place. I'm almost jealous.