The evening with Hamza continues.I looked down and the spoon was lying right under the table by my chair. I leaned down and picked it up and ceremoniously placed it before Hamza. We all had a good laugh, Hamza slapped me on the back and told Abdullah, "I like your friend, no, no," and looked at me and said "I like you, my friend." Hamza snapped his fingers and the waiters appeared and cleared.