Dinner with a lord

I had dinner with a lord today. Your american so you won't understand. A lord is just a really rich guy. He owns land in Glencoe. Thats in Scotland. You can get the title if you shove bags of money down someones ass. His name is Paul Weller. Confused with the singer, I know. For a terrifying second it isn't real, I can't imagine eating with this high class bourgeoisie human. But i did. The restaurant is a pillar of artificial light and fucking fancy music. The meal cost £79. Thats like £800 right? Fuck maths.