Perhaps it's a bit foolish to "give myself away" like this, but I don't know any other way to find out the information I need.
Sarael and Tiberius noticed that the waiter answered the question in a somewhat unnatural and strained manner.
- Uh... well... um... - Tiberius ordered a dish costing five to six thousand. - And a glass of water, please.
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт