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?!