Two women got on the elevator with me.
First woman: What are you doing this weekend?
Second woman: Well, it’s Sammy’s birthday, so we’re going to have a little party. I got him a birthday hat and a birthday bib. And I’ll make him a nice steak dinner. And I have to stop at the Italian bakery and get him a whipped cream cake. He loves whipped cream.
First woman: Do you really think that’s good for him?
Second woman: Well, it’s only once a year. And actually, he prefers people food anyway.