Dinnertime slapstick.

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(US, a small woman, hides behind MPG, an equally small woman, while ML, a large man, considers how best to retaliate for being hit by broccoli US catapulted at ML using her fork.)

MPG (confused, to all): "Why are you hiding behind me?"

(UL runs out of the room.)

Me (grinning): "This is why I eat here."
LL (brightly): "Where the people are as delicious as the food!"