Restaurant gigs are weird. I was asked to do a restaurant gig a few weeks ago, and the owner wanted the whole band on a 4 x 5 landing on a staircase. It was a joke. No one was even there at dinner time. I told the guy who hired me, I can't believe you drug me out here for this. Then I walked out. He was a real Dbag anyway. That felt great, never behaved like that before to a "bandleader" (not) and as it turns out I made a good decision because the owner ended up stiffing the guys at the end. Serves him right, like I said, the guy is a real Dbag.