Not the first marriage to implode at my bar

A guy shouts his order at me before he has time to sit down,

"I want a vodka martini."

"Do you have a vodka preference?"

"The cheapest."

He shoves the dinner menu back at me and declares,

"I'm not having any food."

"Ok." RELAX. I'm not going to force you to eat.

He slurps down his martini and orders another one. A woman joins him. He snarls,

"My lovely wife needs a drink."

The hatred between the two is palpable. She orders a drink and starts to look at the dinner menu. He raises his voice,

"I'm not eating here."

Why are you even drinking here? They sit in miserable silence with their arms crossed. He announces,

"If you give me the separation papers, I'll sign them right now."

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