Too much choice!

Out at a Mexican restaurant tonight, I decided to have a Margarita. So when the waitress came up that's what I asked for. "What kind of Margarita?" she asked, directing me to the cocktail menu, where I faced a choice of original, peach, strawberry and goodness knows what else. " Original" said I, and waited for it to arrive. The waitress came back. " On the rocks or frozen? " she asked now. " Oh, I'm not sure. Erm frozen " I replied. " Are you sure ? " she asked. " No. " I said , " but bring me it anyway. "

Needless to say I only had one.