Sensible

"We can just move the table here," Fred replied, and it was almost too easy to read the guy. 

"Move our table? Oh, that would be too troublesome, we wouldn't want to burden the hardworking staff. Why don't we just offer our table to your other esteemed guests? After all, I'm such a model of politeness and courtesy," I chuckled, gesturing towards the table at the far back. 

Fred was utterly speechless in the face of my shamelessness, but what could he do other than to go along with the flow?

"You can thank me later for my good intention," I whispered to him

I'm not foolish enough to play the humble cliche protagonist, only to wait for the perfect moment to be insulted by others and stage a triumphant comeback. I mean, let's be honest, I'm just too rich and handsome for anyone to even think about trying that.