At the mall, my wife and I purchased some hardware items, including a handsaw. On our way back to the car, we passed by a steakhouse.
"Let's try it," my wife suggested. Although I felt a bit foolish carrying the saw, I followed her inside.
After scanning the menu, my wife told the waitress, "I'll have the chopped sirloin, please."
The waitress then turned to me, glanced at my saw, and remarked, "And I see, sir, that you've come for our T-bone special."