A Little Rough Around the Edges

"No, don't bother to get me another napkin," the older lady says roughly to the waiter as he tries to help her. Then, more kindly, "Just pick it up - I'm not fussy."

After the manager of the restaurant (whom she seems to know - it later turns out she works at corporate) stops by to chat with her, she and her dinner companion at the table next to ours go back to quietly discussing little things. 

She seems relatively unembarrassed when she lifts her hand to her face a few minutes later and pulls it away with blood on it, saying, "Oh, I always get nosebleeds when it's dry like this."