Sympathy

In a restaurant. We have just finished. I step to the cash desk.

WAITER: ‘Would you like to pay?’

Me: ‘Not really, but currently I am not exactly dressed to run away..’

He: ‘Indeed, it could be difficult on high heels. Well – next time maybe..’

Me: ‘Thank you for your sympathy. Bye.’

He: ‘Bye.’