They made an engaging looking couple in the swank
restaurant. The man was handsome, graying and
obviously well off; the woman was a joy to any
eye -- very young, ravishing and delectable.

As they each read their menus, the gentleman
asked his date what she would like to eat.

She scanned the menu yet again, and said "To
begin, I'll have two champagne cocktails, then a
dozen oysters on the half shell and a tureen of
turtle soup. As entrees I'll have the filet of
English sole followed by pheasant under glass,
plus an a la cart e order of asparagus tips. For
dessert, they may just bring the cart.

Somewhat surprised not only by her appetite, but
by the cost of all of this, he asked, "Tell me.
Do you eat this well at home?"

"Well, no." she admitted, "But no one at home
wants to sleep with me."

Is that it?