An elderly man goes into a restaurant and is seated. All the waitresses are gorgeous. A particularly voluptuous blonde waitress with legs that seem to go on forever under a very short skirt comes over to his table to see if he is ready to order.

“What would you like, sir?” she smiles at the old man.

He looks at the menu and then scans her beautiful frame top to bottom before answering.

“ A quickie.”

The waitress turns and walks away in disgust but, after a while, she regains her composure and returns to take his order.

 “What would you like sir?” she asks courteously, minus the beautiful smile.

Again the old man checks her out thoroughly. He notices that her smile has gone and wonders if he had seemed impolite.

 “A quickie please – if you don’t mind.”

This time her anger gets the better of her. She slaps him across the face with a resounding ‘SMACK’ that can be heard all over the restaurant and storms off.

The old man sits there stupefied and somewhat embarrassed – everyone is looking at him.

A man sitting at the next table leans over and whispers, “Um, I think it’s pronounced ‘quiche’!”