"After you, Mary, my dear."
A dapper elderly gentleman ushered an invisible figure and then politely said "goodbye" to the staff.
On his table were two cups and a pot of tea. He had an elegant gold pocket watch which Jack envied.
"That's Gerald," said the waitress. "Every day he comes in here for a pot of tea and talks to his wife although she died years ago. He pours her tea."
"To him she is still alive then," I reply.