"The fish looks real good," Carla said, looking up at Jamie enthusiastically. He hated fish, but he loved Carla.
"Can we have the fish please," Jamie said.
"And for you, sir?" The waiter asked.
Jamie looked through the menu. "I'll just have some of my girlfriend's, thanks," as he handed the menu back.
"Certainly, sir!" The waiter walked away. Little did Jamie know, but what he had just said would actually turn out to be true, quite literally...