Johnny Rocket

Instead of eating in the grand silver service restaurant, I took Wilson to the on-board American Diner, Johnny Rocket's. 

He ordered the largest vegetarian burger I have ever seen, and proceeded, much to the surprise of the serving staff, to sprinkle ants all over it, and a huge ice-cream sundae to follow.

Every thirty minutes or so, the juke-box would play very loud disco music — Stayin' Alive by the Bee-Gees or Donna Summer's Last Dance were popular — and all the staff would come out and dance. Wilson joined in with the dancing enthusiastically, although I was a little afraid that after so much burger and fries he might be sick.

When the meal was finished and neither of us could eat another thing, W announced that he had never felt fuller, nor enjoyed a meal so much. 

He doesn't know that the night is not yet over…