Pursuit to Algiers

Flow gently, I sing thee
a song in thy praise.
My Mary's asleep
by the murmuring stream.
Flow, gently Sweet Afton,
disturb not her dream.
Good evening.
Oh, that looks
very nice, Steward.

May I help you?
No, I want to put these
favors around myself.

I want to
rearrange the seating.

See, I'm using
them as place cards.

And I put the
name on each.

That nice, fat gentleman,
it was his suggestion.
Hope nothing goes wrong.
Nothing will go wrong
this time, my dear Mirko.

Thank you,
that was charming.

I love that old song.
Now you must
sing for me Doctor,

you promised you know.
Well, if you like.
I haven't sung
for some time.

There's nobody here.
Remember, you told me you
used to sing a song of...

What was it, Loch Lomond?
C'mon now, Doctor,
just to please me.

By young bonnie banks
and by young bonnie braes
Where the sun shines
bright on Loch Lomond.

Dr. Watson.
And this is me.
There, I think
that's done.

Now, I'm going to have a
few words with the chef

to make sure everything's
taken care of.

May I show you the way?
Thank you.