Ben ordered the tacos especial along with a glass of lemonade, and I the tres enchiladas. We munched away the chips and salsa at the Cantine Flas and soon our waiter reappeared and gestured at Ben’s empty glass to offer another. There wasn’t much English spoken but Ben accepted and the waiter (curiously) asked a second time (for verification and understanding, I suppose). The check came and turns out that the refill was processed as a second order and the grand total for lemonade — six (6) bucks(!). Maybe should have said something.