I tipped her $30 on a $60 dinner bill. When my wife wasn't looking of course. Hey, I was drunk, and mentally incapacitated. It wasn't just the wine, it was the whole could-have-been-a-Tilly-sister look, the could-be-serving-you-naked-in-the-right-circumstances look, the could-be-hand-feeding-you-sitting-on-your-lap glance, the could-have-slapped-you-when-your-hand-was-up-my-skirt-on-my-naked-ass-while-I-was-taking-your-order-but-I-didn't thing.