Do you know what you would like this evening, sir?

Yes, I think I do. After hearing a lot of over-heated puffery about your new cook, do you know what I'm craving? A little... perspective. That's it. I'd like some fresh, clear, well-seasoned perspective. Can you suggest a good wine to go with that?

With what, sir?

Perspective, fresh out, I take it?

[Mustafa is confused and stays silent]

Very well. Since you are all out of perspective and no one else seems to have it in this bloody town, I'll make you a deal: you provide the food, I'll provide the perspective, which would go nicely with a bottle of Cheval Blanc 1947.

I'm afraid...um...your dinner selection?

[bursts out of his chair and gets right in Mustafa's face]

Tell your chef, Linguini, that I want whatever what he dares to serve me! Tell him to hit me with his best shot!