Monsieur Pinon, Executive Chef, SS Cotopaxi, to Mr. Thomas Wayne, Chief Pantryman –
Concerne: Waste.
Monsieur. Sirs –
What is this waste of menu you are complaining? I knowing not what diners are going. If you know, let me know!!! Cotopaxi food qui est fantaistic.
‘Menu overboard?’ ‘Waste?’ These words. Pfft!
Monsieur, I am mad. There is no shame. I am unhappy to angered as… as un requin-bouledogue! Un requin!
Non, non, non, it is MY Cuisse de Canard not making passengers sick to their toilettes. Elsewhere, you should looking for these ‘passagers stupides’, Monsieur!
Oui, now. Vite! Vite!
P.
Vous belette!