I'd hate to see those same people in an emergency. Why yes, thank you. I answer demurely. She really seems like she just lives to bring me a drink. Who cares if it's phony.
Faux concern is better than no concern.
Meanwhile, in First Class I'm on my second Bloody Mary with snacks galore to accompany it. They have different peanuts up there, I swear. Not the plastic pee cups you get in the back. I relax in my plush, WIDE comfy leather seat and watch the have-nots parade by me en route to Coach. And everyone in First Class does it.