So this actually happened. My friend and I were shopping at the Quarter and decided to stop in for brunch. There was a half hour wait but there were two seats together at the bar and a single seat on the other side of the bar. We asked the hostess whether the two seats were available because a guy, who appeared to be an employee, seemed to be sitting in one of the seats when he wasn't working on a terminal close by. The hostess spoke to him briefly and then came back and told us that we couldn't have the two seats because her "manager" was using one of them. I looked at her incredulously and asked why he wouldn't move to the single seat so we could sit down. She shook her head apologetically and asked if we wanted to put our name in for a table. We said "Uh, no thank you." and left.
In the end I was grateful. BKB may or may not survive given its unique approach to the art of hospitality, but I'll be telling this amazing story forever.