Primo: Would you make your onion dip for the house party?
Me: No! You promised I wouldn't have to do anything for that event. You said I should just plan something out of the house that night!
Primo: I would help! I could cut things!
Me: I get the frozen chopped onions.
Primo: OK! I can do that! If I get everything, will you prepare it?
Me: Nope. But I will show you the recipe and stand next to you while you make it.
Primo: But I want you to make it!
Me: What if I die before you do? Won't you want to know how to make it?
Primo: I'll be like every other person whose spouse dies and who doesn't know how to cook. I would just regress to cooking what I already know how to cook.
Me: So you would never want the onion dip again?
Primo: I guess I would have to figure it out. But for now, it's a lot easier to ask you.