Hell

[Davidoff]

You sit down to a fancy meal, and are about to start eating, and out of nowhere a mariachi band appears and starts "serenading" your table, and you are forced to be polite and look up and smile from time to time, also knowing that you might even have to tip them once they finish their song for fear of not looking cheap...and this is in your own kitchen.

Only one way to deal with that kinda situation