*has been sitting at the last occupied table for the past half-hour, sipping wine as slowly as humanly possible and wondering if he really is just the last person alive to worry about things like punctuality*
*realizes then that you probably just got called into emergency surgery or something and, after all, that's a lot more important than a date*
*reads the label on the bottle for the fiftieth time and tries to decide whether he'll ever get around to drinking the rest if he takes it with him* *signals to the waiter, meaning to ask for the check*