Chicken or Meatballs
Max is sitting in the living room reading the newspaper when his wife, Sadie calls in from the kitchen:
What do you want for dinner? I've got chicken or meatballs.
Max: Doesn't matter, Sadie. Either one is fine with me.
Sadie: But choose which one you want now.
Max: No, really. Both are good.
Sadie: Come on, Max. Pick.
Max: What are the choices, again?
Sadie: Chicken or meatballs.
Max: (Thinking of the first thing she said answers): Chicken.
Sadie: (Running in from the kitchen.): What's the matter? You don't like my meatballs?!