You can tell the writers of Diamonds are Forever had never worked in customer service because the way that James Bond catches Mr. Wint and Mr. Kidd out is objectively dumb as hell.
For context, the villainous duo are impersonating waiters on a fancy cruise ship, and are serving Bond a meal as a prelude to trying to kill him. Bond makes an ignorant remark about the wine in an apparent attempt to impress his dining companion; when Mr. Wint plays along with Bond’s complaint rather than correcting him, Bond is all “aha, I caught you”, having established that Mr. Wint lacks the knowledge necessary to be a fine dining waiter and is therefore an imposter.
Now, anybody who’s ever actually worked in customer service is immediately going to spot two problems with that:
1. Your average fine dining waiter almost certainly hears customers saying the daftest shit imaginable about the food and the wine in an effort to show off their alleged culinary prowess on a daily basis; and
2. It is 100% not worth their time to argue – they’d probably play along if you claimed that the wine was bottled on the Moon.
A regular column I desperately miss (Behind Closed Ovens) had amazing examples of this. One server at a high end restaurant had a party of ladies come in and one clearly wanted to impress her friends while saving money. The woman loudly pointed to the wine menu and said, “Ah yes, the Cor-Kaghe Fay, I’ve had that before, it’s excellent. Let’s order the Cor-Kaghe Fay.”
For those of you unfamiliar with the concept, high end restaurants will allow people to bring in their own wine, but will charge a Corkage Fee for the privilege. The woman was clearly looking for a cheap option, had no clue about this practice, and assumed it was a French wine.
The server pretended to go fetch it, then came back and ‘regretfully’ informed her that they were out of the Cor-Kaghe Fay and recommended another budget wine ‘with a similar profile.’