olives

after a wonderful
evening, of
dinner and
conversation, you
walk her home
and she says,
i'd ask you in,
putting
her key into
the slot
and turning
the knob, but
i hardly know
you. what's
to know you say,
and turn to
walk away,
but wait she
says. you look
like you have
very strong
hands. do you
mind helping me
with one little
chore. sure,
you say, i'd be
glad to help
you out. fine
then, come in.
then she hands
you a jar of olives.
can you open
this for me, i
can't make us
a martini
without olives,
now, can i?