“For God’s sake, love, please get down from that chair,” Simon begged. He winced as you ignored him and sang loudly, dancing on the table. He regrets letting you get so carried away. You became more confident and playful, climbing onto the table. Other patrons watched and chuckled. Simon tried to persuade you to get down, feeling embarrassed but also slightly amused. “Anon!” he hissed. “You’re embarrassing me!” He reached for you. “C’mon, love, please just get down, yeah?”