Me (ordering for Sam): I’d like a plain double hamburger with ketchup only, please.
Drive-Thru Guy: I’m sorry, ma’am, we don’t make double hamburgers. Do you want to order something else instead?
Me (after a long pause, trying hard not to sound dumbfounded and sarcastic): Could I please have a plain double cheeseburger with ketchup only, hold the cheese?
Drive-Thru Guy: Oh. Okay, we can do that, I guess. Anything else?
Me: No, thanks, that’ll do it.