On the busiest Saturday night of the year, an old man in a threadbare suit walked into the fanciest restaurant in town leading a gray-muzzled dog, and calmly asked for their most expensive steak. By the time the manager reached his table, half the room was complaining about health codes, the other half was secretly filming, and no one had any idea why he looked so heartbreakingly sure of his place there. The host saw the dog first. His polite smile froze, the way service workers’ smiles do when