I mean, come on.
Obviously, if your husband is eating a chicken kebab and fries (hot sauce, ketchup, dressed salad, pitta) with his fingers, as you're supposed to, in a dim room, without his glasses on, it's just negligent to leave a little oblong fabric sample of the new curtains on the table next to his chair where he might quite reasonably expect to find a napkin.
For fuck’s sake. Who's at fault here, really?