It's just a mindfuck. You're sitting there asking yourself "Where the fuck do I look? Do I try to play off the fact that a half-naked woman is standing right next to me asking if I need an extra napkin for those wings? Do I just stare dead on at her tits and tip generously? Do look at the ceiling and try to stop sweating so profusely? How the fuck am I supposed to act in this place without behaving like a creep?"