Once the waitress finally gives Wilford her attention again, he rattles off an order in what just might be the world's worst Chinese.

It's even worse than his Korean, but he at last has the excuse of not being Chinese.

"Separate checks?" the server asks.

Wilford glances at Clay, and then nods. "Yeah."

The server quickly vanishes to put in their order and take care of customers she doesn't already hate.