Sadly the place we wanted to go for lunch was closed for construction, so we settled for sandwiches at the smoky-but-mostly-air conditioned tea salon next door.
The waiter was thoroughly confused by our drink orders - a Coke and a water for Jason and a Fanta citron and water for me. He brought Jason a water and me a Sprite. When I asked for a water as well, it arrived in a significantly smaller bottle than Jason's. Meanwhile, his Coke didn't arrive until after the meal was over.