Last year in Blu we were seated at a two-top and soon after another couple sat next to us. He had a sleeveless undershirt on with arm holes that hung half way to his waist, a baseball hat turned backward, shorts and flip flops. His language went from bad to worse and he became louder. I finally told him very nicely that I didn't appreciate listening to him while I was having dinner. He told me that he paid as much as we did to sit there so he could do what he wanted. The Maitre'D asked if we wanted to move but since I wasn't the problem, I told him that we shouldn't have to move. The other couple got up and left after that. This could have been avoided if they would not have allowed him in when he first showed up.