A lady dining in a fine restaurant is about to take a bite when she turns to the man at the table next to her.

"Pardon me, sir" she says.  "Your napkin fell on the floor."

"Oi! Tanks for dat. Vitout you, I vouldn't know. I'm blindt." He reaches down to find his napkin.
Once it's back on his lap, he asks her if he spilled any food on his shirt.

"Hardly at all," she answers, "just a few cracker crumbs."

"Tanks, again, Missus," he replies, brushing them off. "Vitout you telling, I vouldn't know dese tings."

A few moments later, he inquires again, "Do you mind I should ask a poisonal qvestion?"

"Not at all," she replies.

"I don't do vell vit the ladies. Do you tink I'm ugly?"

"You're quite presentable," she replies.

Smiling now, he exults, "Vat a relief. I vas alvays afraid to ask. Again, I got to tank you."

A few more moments pass and the lady speaks up. "Do you mind if I give you a bit of advice?"
she asks.

"Soitenly! Listen, I'll take all de help what you got I vill take," he answers.

"Lose the Jewish accent." she replies.  "You're black!!!"