And did she ever.As predicted, my in-laws pulled their usual trick, disappearing one by one when the $1,500 bill arrived. But my mom didn’t panic. Instead, she ordered dessert and called the restaurant manager—one of her former students, now the owner.

Together, they devised a plan. He called my in-laws, informed them they’d need to return and settle the tab—or the authorities would be contacted. They rushed back, humiliated, and paid the full bill—plus a 25% “inconvenience fee.”After that, something miraculous happened: my in-laws started paying their own way. Turns out, even the rich will change… when it hits their wallet hard enough.