One time we had some painters here, and my mom was getting ready to pick up our dinner from Burger King. She asked the painters if they wanted anything. One guy said sure. The other guy declined. She kept asking him "are you sure? Are you sure?" He kept politely declining. So when my mom gets back with the food, she got both painters food. The guy who accepted the invitation was very grateful. The guy who declined, still declined it after it was brought home for him. Once they left, my mom let us know she was pretty offended that the one painter didn't eat any of the food she got him. I'm like, "mom, he told you he didn't need anything. Several times." Maybe he's not hungry. Maybe his wife will have a nice hot homecooked meal ready for him when he gets home and he doesn't want to spoil his appetite. And it's fucking Burger King. Maybe he's on a diet. Maybe he's diabetic. Maybe he's a health freak.