A friend of mine wanted to eat at the Sea Grill at Rock Center today - its restaurant week and there is some new chef there that everyone is making a fuss over. So okay. I hop the subway uptown and get there before she does. The hostess seats me at a table with only two chairs. Waiter comes over and after I ask him for diet coke, I say, "Can I ask you a favor? May I have an paper towel or something to put under my bag before I set it on the floor? I know I sound like a jerk but its a brand new birkin bag." Without batting an eye, he says, "Maam, I completely understand. No problem." Two seconds later he comes back with a huge clean white linen napkin, which he spreads it on the floor next to me. For the bag. It was very nice of him, but I really did feel like a fool(but a content one). Of course, two seconds later another woman comes in the restaurant with a birkin bag and and sat down at a table a few feet away from me. She put hers right on the (noncarpeted) floor, without so much a seconds hesitation. In my own defense, let me say that hers looked very well loved, whereas mine is still in the "new car with no scratches yet" phase.