As Wimbledon pub lunches go, it could have proved a particularly indigestible one for an already miserable Alex de Minaur as he dined while watching two of his rivals serving up a televised feast of tennis in the French Open final.
Knocked out in the second round, Australia's big hope had come to England for a bit of r and r with fiancee Katie Boulter, wanting nothing to do with the sport for a while - and the sight of Carlos Alcaraz and Jannik Sinner duelling in one of the greatest tennis matches looked designed to make him feel even more deflated.
For didn't the sublime standard of the game they were producing make Australia's No.1 - and perhaps the rest of the best in the men's game - feel they were playing almost a different sport, such was the level the pair reached in their five-and-a-half hour classic finally edged by Alcaraz?
