Last month, my parents were telling me about a relative's girlfriend.
Mom: "He was recovering from a serious illness, and she came over to take care of him. However, they got in a huge argument over wedding plans, and she stormed off, leaving him in the house without any food."
Me: "Oh wow, while he's sick?"
Mom: "If I were her, I would've cooked before leaving. Let's say I decided to divorce your dad. If he needed it, I'd still cook him dinner before walking out."
Dad: [surprised] "Wait, what?"
Dad: [recovering] "几个菜呀?" ("How many courses?")