a matter of context.

So Patryk and i are at a Häagen-Dazs restaurant. and yes a do mean restaurant. Patryk was feeling dehydrated and wanted a smoothie. And according to the chivalrous boyfriend handbook, when your baby wants a smoothie: buy your baby a smoothie. (sidenote: nobody puts baby in a corner.)

It was strangely difficult to find a smoothie establishment, and the pressure was on. I was in a foreign city, didnt know my way around, and had a parched Polish queer on my hands. The only place we could find was the aforementioned Häagen-Dazs restaurant. We walked in and looked around. The place looked like it was straight out of the IKEA Nightclub catalogue. It was more of a posh-trendy lounge than a place where one would buy frozen milk in a cone. We are not seated on one of the low rider couches on the main floor, instead a table in the corner. (sidenote: posh ice cream joint put Adam's baby in the corner.)

Our menus are brought to us, and I order a lemon sorbet smoothie and Patryk orders a strawberry/banana smoothie. Patryk is then informed that it is a strawberry/banana/raspberry smoothie.

Patryk: "ok, i will have the banana/raspberry smoothie then."
Hot waiter: "no, no. It is a strawberry/banana/raspberry smoothie."
Patryk: "yes, the strawberry/raspberry smoothie."
Hot waiter: "no, no. it is a mix. strawberry/banana/raspberry."
Patryk: "THAT IS FINE, I JUST WANT A SMOOTHIE."

Patryk is overwhelmed by the interaction and becomes terrified that Hot Waiter is going to spit in his strawberry/banana/raspberry smoothie.

Adam: "So what if he spits in your smoothie."
Patryk: "you joke! it is spit! that is disgusting!"
Adam: "Patryk if you has the opportunity, would you make out with that waiter?"
Patryk: "oh yes, he is very hot waiter."
Adam: "then why do you care if he spits in your drink? obviously you dont mind the idea of his saliva."
Patryk: "it is a matter of context."