Huh? [he wipes at the corner of his mouth with a knuckle, unconsciously punctuating the point.] I've had to sit at fancy meals before... It's not that big of a deal.

["fancy" is relative here; sure, he's escorted planetary president-types around in a train, but he's never wined and dined. his idea of "fancy:"] The platoon and I went to a fancy, traditional-style inn once, and that was fine.