At Margaritaville in Myrtle Beach, there are "non-smoking" tables right next to the bar, so close that they look as if they are part of the bar itself. The last time Chip and I were there, the hostess tried to seat us at one of those tables, and I said, "We asked to be seated in the non-smoking section." She said, "This is non-smoking." I answered, "But there are people smoking at the bar six feet away, and there is too much smoke here. I need to be farther away from the bar, please." She was really hissed off, I could tell from the way she went stomping off to the guy at the front desk. I don't know if he was the manager, assistant manager, or what, but he must have had some clout because she came back very apologetically and seated us at a table on the opposite side of the restaurant.