Two senior citizen couples were going out to dinner. The men were in the front seats, the women in the back. The guy in the passenger seat turns to the driver, “You know we went to this great Italian restaurant last week. The food was really good, the service was impeccable and the prices were very reasonable.”
“What was the name of it?”, his friend asks.
“Gosh, what WAS the name. Hmm, let me think. Wait, wait, I think I got it...um...what do you call that flower that has a long green stem, a bud on the end and has thorns?”
“You mean a rose?”, his friend replies.
“Yeah, yeah, that’s it!”, he answers and turns toward the back seat saying, “Hey, Rose, what’s the name of that Italian restaurant we went to last week?”